Chapter 24
Tasha screamed, her throat raw while she writhed with pleasure as wave after wave of happiness washed over her. She clung to Khal, unable to release him as the pleasure, so intense that she nearly passed out, poured over her. It was almost too much and she nearly begged him to stop, but then she felt him stiffen and tightened her inner muscles, wanting to please him as much as he had her.
A second later, he collapsed against her.
She breathed in, smelling the scent of the man. She thought about asking him to move off of her, not wanting to feel vulnerable. She remembered curling up into a ball in order to protect herself from Nathan’s fists and feet. For a brief moment, her fingers tightened on his shoulders, ready to push him away and scramble off the bed.
Then he moved, his breath tickling her neck. Khal wouldn’t hurt her. Just the opposite, she told herself. Khal had spent a great deal of time ensuring her pleasure. No man, ever, had taken that kind of time to pleasure her! Tasha sighed, her fingers relaxing. She closed her eyes, savoring his heaviness. The past…however long they’d been in this bed…had been beautiful. Tasha refused to tarnish this time with Khal with bad memories.
Never before had sex been like that. Khal had overwhelmed her. He’d seemed to know exactly where to touch, how long to touch her, and how to move inside of her.
Did he have some sort of magic in his fingertips? She snorted, then slapped a hand over her mouth as her mind wondered if his tongue was magic too.
That sound, as well as her movement, seemed to stir Khal back to the present. He grumbled as he lifted his head away from her, glowering down at her.
“Obviously, I didn’t do a good enough job pleasuring you if you’re laughing at me.” His body shifted to the side. Tasha gasped, feeling his shaft slide out of her.
“Ahhh…Tasha?” he growled, looking down at her legs.
She looked over at him, then all amusement left her. “What’s wrong?”
“I…forgot protection,” he admitted.
Tasha’s mind went blank for a moment. Then she realized what he was saying. “Oh…um…!” she thought, sputtering to try to force her brain to function. But her body was still humming with happiness. So, his words didn’t really make sense immediately.
His hand moved over her stomach and…! “Um…!” she gasped again, her brain kicking into gear as she finally understood what he meant. “Well…uh…,” she tried to think, to make sense of the issue. But his hand moved over her stomach, making logical thought difficult. His fingertips distracted her so she grabbed his wrist, but couldn’t seem to pull his hand away. She enjoyed his touch too much.
“When was your last period?” he asked without a trace of embarrassment.
“I…don’t remember.” She swallowed, feeling her cheeks burn hot at his casual question. “It was last week.”
He breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded. “Good,” he said, then leaned in to kiss her deeply. “We should be okay.” He pulled back, looking down at her body again. “Especially since I’m not done exploring your glories.”
And he did! Tasha thought about telling him that she should head on back to her private apartment. It was in an entirely different area of the palace. In fact, it would take her at least twenty minutes to walk there from here. She knew that because she’d often been woken up during the night with an emergency issue. It was her job to inform Khal when there was a problem that needed his attention. One of the other administrative staff would get the news and wake her up. She’d then determine if Khal needed to weigh in.
So she’d walked the hallways, sometimes running, to this very place, several times over the past year.
But she’d never been in his bed, obviously. And she’d never had to face his bodyguards in the morning by coming out of his private quarters! What would the guards say? How could she look them in the eye?
“Khal,” she gasped, realizing the peril she’d put herself into. Well, not herself, but her reputation.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, hearing the panic in her tone. The panic pulled his attention away from her breasts and he looked into her eyes. “Talk to me, love.”
“I just…,” she paused. “I need to sneak out of here.” The words seemed to get caught in her throat.
“Why?”
His fingers were brushing back and forth over her bare stomach, causing her concentration to waver.
She grabbed his wrist, stopping the delicious motion. “Because if I stay here all night, your guards are going to think something is going on between us. Something other than business.”
He stopped, staring at her with a stunned expression. Tasha thought that he was only just now realizing the problem so she nodded, emphasizing the point. But a moment later, he threw back his head, laughing. He even fell onto his back, one hand covering his stomach as he continued with his mirth.
“I don’t understand what you think is so funny,” she grumbled, slipping over to the other side of the bed. But before she could put even one foot on the floor, he’d grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms. He was still laughing, but his amusement was muffled against the side of her neck.
“I’m laughing, love, because my guards know every damn thing that happens in my life. I literally carried you into my bedroom from my private dining room. They know exactly what has, and will happen again, in this room.”
“They can’t!” she gasped, still trying to wiggle away from him, but he chose that moment to cup her breast again. And those damn magic fingers of his knew exactly how to tweak her nipple to make her groan. She fell back against the pillows, her body curling towards his touch. “You have to stop.”
He didn’t stop. In fact, she found her fingers directing his mouth as his lips closed over her nipple. She held his mouth there, moaning as his teeth scraped against the sensitive tip. Before she realized what was happening, Khal shifted their bodies so she was straddling him again.
“Maybe I’ll leave a bit later,” she sighed as she leaned forward, his hands pressing against her back as she wiggled, his erection nudging against her thigh.
With just a bit of a shift in their positions, Tasha was able to slide his shaft into her body. It took a bit of wiggling, and a whole lot of groaning on his part, but eventually, she took all of him into her body while he continued to suck and tease her nipple. It was a bit awkward, angled like this, but she was eventually able to enjoy both his mouth on her breast while she shifted against his shaft, finding a rhythm that worked for both of them.
He kept her at that awkward angle for a bit longer than she would have liked, since the position caused her nub to rub perfectly against his abdomen with every thrust. By the end, she was pushing at his shoulders, silently pleading with him to stop teasing her breasts so that she could give them both the release that they needed. It took only a few more strokes after he let her go. But she loved the way his big, strong hands gripped her hips, directing her movements. She should be in control in this position, but Khal wasn’t very good about sharing.
Then he flipped their positions and his thrusts came faster, harder, as he pulled her leg over his elbow, opening her wider, creating a smoother motion. She was helpless in this position and couldn’t control the climax. All she could do is hold on and ride out the pleasure, praying she survived.