Charmed By The Fox's Heart: Superhero Reverse Harem Romance (Cosmic Guardians Book 1), стр. 44

She threads her fingers through my hair, and a low moan escapes her.

“Please, Cael,” she whispers.

As I tease my tongue over the small bundle of nerves, her entire body lights up with pleasure. I band one hand over her hips to hold her in place as she writhes beneath me.

Her entire body goes taut a moment before she cries out my name, flooding my tongue with the sweet nectar of her release.

She tugs at my shoulders, and I move back up her body, crushing my lips to hers. Her warm, wet heat seeps through the thin fabric of my pants against my hardened length. I long to take her and bind her to me as we did before. I groan as she rolls her hips against mine.

“I want you, Cael. So much, but I…” she looks up at me and it is easy to read the hesitation in her eyes.

We may have made love many times in our last life, but it will be our first time in this one.

I clench my jaw as desire burns through me like fire. Panting heavily, I stare down at her and cup her cheek.

“We do not have to do anything you do not wish. We can wait.”

She reaches between us, and when her hand moves over my length, a sharp hiss escapes me.

“But what about you?” she asks. “You’re still—”

I shake my head softly. “I can wait, Kyra. I will wait for you.”

She kisses me again, then gently pushes my shoulders so I roll onto my back. She unfastens my tunic and runs her delicate fingers over the muscles of my abdomen, following with her tongue. She dips her fingers beneath the waistband of my pants and pushes them down my hips.

I look down just as she wraps her hand around my length. Her mouth drifts open when she realizes her fingers don’t quite touch.

“You’re bigger than I remembered,” she whispers, more to herself than to me. I don’t know if this is true because I cannot think beyond the feel of her soft touch as she gently strokes my length.

Liquid beads on the tip, and I gasp as she dips her head down, taking me in her mouth. The breath explodes from my lungs as she swipes her tongue across the top. She cannot take all of me in her mouth, so she begins a gentle suction as she strokes the rest of my length.

“Kyra,” I pant, “Please. You have to stop, or I’m going to…”

She lifts her head. “I want you,” she whispers.

I want her, but not like this. Something dark and primal stirs deep inside me. If I cannot fill her womb with my seed, I long to mark her as mine.

Barely holding on to the last of my control, I pull her back up my body. I crush my lips to hers. My length is a hard bar against her abdomen. I roll her beneath me, and she wraps her hand around my cock, stroking me. That is my undoing.

My cock pulses in her hand as my release erupts from my body, covering her abdomen. I run my hand over her, marking her with my essence. I capture her mouth in a claiming kiss. When I pull back, she stares up at me in wonder as she touches my face and then traces her fingers over my ears.

“Cael,” she smiles. “You’re—”

I gasp as the memories wash over and through me. In our previous life, I was able to shift forms. I remember it now. It was not a complete changing of form, merely some attributes. I was able to take on many forms, but I had five in particular I favored—a fox, a peacock, a spider, a serpent, and a dragon—each lending me different abilities. Of all of them, I remember she loved the fox the most.

She smiles up at me as she traces over my now pointed ears.

“I remember,” she whispers. “I remember this.” She takes my hand and places it on her abdomen, now covered with my seed. “You always felt compelled to mark me when you were in this form.”

“It is instinct.” I lower my head to the curve of her neck and shoulder, inhaling deeply of our combined release. “The primal need to cover you with my scent, so all males nearby will know you are mine.” I look down at her and cup her cheek. “Tell me you are mine and mine alone. I need to hear it.”

“Yours,” she breathes. “I’m only yours.” She brushes the hair back from my brow. “I only want you, Cael. I do not want anyone else, my love.”

I hug her tightly, practically crushing her against my chest as happiness floods my being at her words. Although I know it is selfish of me because a queen should always have a harem, I cannot share her. I simply can’t. It would kill me to see her in the arms of another.

“Forgive me,” I whisper, thinking about Willow’s warning. She told me not to fail Kyra in this life as I did in the last. And the way I failed her was by depriving her of her harem with my jealousy. “Forgive me,” I breathe against her skin. “I cannot bear to share you, my queen. I cannot.”

She runs her hands up and down my back. The tips of her fingers trace delicate patterns along the length of my spine as she presses a soft kiss to my lips.

“I only want you, Cael. You and no other.”

My heart clenches as she falls asleep in my embrace.

Guilt fills me as she lies so trustingly in my arms. I fear I am making the same mistake as before and I worry it will cost her everything as it did in our past life. I stare at the ceiling and send a quiet prayer to the God of Creation.

“Please,” I beg him, “guide me.” I wrap my arms even tighter around her. “I cannot lose her in this life. Not like