Mine

Chapter Eight

If I have the chance, the things I will do to you...

The moment his mouth claims hers, Miray melts against him. Her body grows warm and damp and she wants to rub up against him like a kitten. His tongue teases the inside of her mouth as her fingers slide beneath his shirt, lifting it up to touch bare skin. She rasps her nails along his stomach up his chest and he shivers against her, pausing the kiss only long enough to pull his shirt off. It catches on the pin binding his hair back and his curls tumble free over his forehead and Miray sighs with pleasure when she can slide her fingers into his hair.

Boran's mouth takes hers again and her knees go weak. He grabs her by the waist and lifts her easily off her feet, carrying her upright to his bed, making her feel even smaller against his long body than she usually does. There's just one more moment of separation where he removes the rest of his clothes, her mouth going dry as she takes in the powerful, lean muscles of his body and then he's reaching for a condom and she's grateful he has that presence of mind because her entire body is humming for him that no logical thought can penetrate. She wants him and that is the only thing her mind can fixate on.

He slides a hand between her legs and she stops him. It'll be too much and she wants him inside of her now. "I'm ready. Please...now..." It's been too long, her body has ached for him for what feels like an eternity and she needs no readiness to accept him. She's wet and throbbing. "I've dreamt about us like this again for so long. Don't wait anymore and...don't...be gentle. Not right now." She wants him deep and hard. There will be time for tenderness afterwards.

The smile he gives her makes her stomach curl in anticipation. "I've dreamt about this too, my Miray," he says against her mouth. He spread her thighs wider. "The first time, I was drunk. Not my finest moment. Since then, I've dreamt about taking you in so many ways. What was it you said? Anytime I want you, you'll come to me? I like that, I like the idea of you being mine to command whenever I want. And you don't want me to be gentle?" He bites her lip before continuing, soothing the curve with his tongue. "We'll make love later. You're right. It's been too long. Right now, I'm going to fuck you."

She's trembling desperately beneath him and comes with a scream into his mouth when he drives deep into her. Her body clutches him tight as they both close their eyes and he swears, holding still for a moment as they both revel in flesh inside flesh once again.

All the threads of her life seem to come together and wrap themselves around her in a cloak of perfect comfort even as her body blazes with ecstasy beneath his. Her world makes sense again and Miray clutches him tight to her.

He grips her hair and pulls her head back. "Open your eyes, look at me with those beautiful eyes so I can see what I feel like inside of you. Show me everything." Boran drives into her again and again and she wants to close her eyes against the deliciousness of his flesh claiming her once again when she thought that perfection was lost to her, but she does as he asks because she is his. Utterly, all consumingly his.

She touches his face, pressing her forehead to his, eyes steady on him. "Do you see? Do you see how wild I am for you, my darling? Take me. Take me how hard and fast as you want because...God, I want it."

He kisses her and her eyes flutter closed. "Hold the bars," he commands her and his beautiful brown eyes are dark with intent as she lifts to wrap her fingers around the bars at the head of his bed and he thrusts harder, faster, sending her mind spinning with the electric fog of pleasure that grips them both as he does not stop, sweat glistening on his body, his creamy skin flushed red with exertion as he fucks her through a second orgasm. She bites into his shoulder to stifle her scream.

He growls his pleasure as he drives into her with measured, easy strokes. "Yes, mark me, love. Mark me like you did the first time. I saw it later and do you know what I did? I relived you digging your nails into my back and I came all over my hand. I've come so many times imagining you beneath me like this, letting me fuck you just like this. You beautiful, beautiful thing. God, what you do to me."

"Show me," she moans. "Show me everything too, my love." Miray digs her nails into his back as they move together. She feels the tension coiling in her belly again and can't believe she could possibly want to come again but she does. The climb begins again as he drives into her flesh, harder and harder, his beautiful body driving her into the mattress like a beautiful machine. She's wild for him, greedy for him, absolutely insatiable as she rocks with him.

Boran shows her no mercy and she urges him to give her none. It's been so long and Miray feels like an animal that's been set free of its cage, his body the instrument of her freedom. The tension in her coils tighter and tighter with every movement of his cock inside of her and then she explodes beneath him a third time with a soundless cry because her entire body shivers and clamps tight around him, her throat closed to the power of speech and she's squeezing him until she wrenches his own orgasm from him. He roars into her mouth as his body loses it's rhythm and for a brief moment she wishes there was no barrier between them and she could feel him spilling inside of her, but the moment is perfect enough to mar it with wishing for more.

He buries his face in her hair as their bodies slow their trembling. Miray holds him close and closes her eyes, wishing she could stay here and sleep in his arms but she has to leave soon. Love washes over her in waves, bringing tears to her eyes. Happy, God she feels so happy. The only thing that would complete her happiness is if she could stay here in his arms and bring their son with her to stay.

But that's not real life. Her son's home is elsewhere and she will do everything to preserve that. As long as she can have this.

"Are you all right?" Boran asks after he comes back to bed and pulls her onto his chest.

She leans her head over his heart and lets him stroke her hair for a while. "Mmmhmm."

She feels him kiss the crown of her head. "Miray, listen...This was...beautiful but, I don't want you to come back if the risk is too high. This is madness what we're doing. I know what I said but if it's too much, I understand if you can't-"

Miray stops him with a kiss. "I need you. I love you."

Boran sighs ruefully. "You know I love you."

"Then that's all I need. Just love me. If all we can ever have is these stolen moments, I meant it when I said I accept that. With the exception of Alihan, this means everything and I have no intention of letting you go as long as you still want me to come to you."

He didn't protest anymore.