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sensible. And who could have blamed you? Even I wouldn’t have. But you came anyway.”
    â€œYes.”
    Her hair unpinned and tumbling over her shoulder, she bowed her head. Tears slipped from beneath her lowered lashes and glittered in the lamplight.
    Ariq’s chest constricted. He shoved the table aside but she was already crossing the distance on her knees and reaching for him, her hands framing his face and her eyes shining. He lifted her against him, sitting back on his heels as she straddled his hips, her feet braced on the floor and her knees tucked alongside his ribs.
    Her ink-stained fingers stroked his cheeks. “You came for me,” she whispered again, her gaze searching his, filled with something more than hope this time.
    He always would come. But his throat closed like a fist, and he couldn’t reply.
    â€œYou’ll never let me go, will you?” she said and softly kissed him, hesitantly, as if she had never kissed him before. Her words whispered over his lips. “When you hold me, I never have to fear that you’ll fall out from beneath me.”
    He could only manage a rough
“No.”
    A sobbing breath burst from her in response. Her fingers pushed into his hair and she tasted him fully this time, her mouth claiming his. Hot, carnal, she kissed him as if she might never get enough. Ariq wouldn’t. Heart pounding, he gripped her hips and pulled her tighter against his aching erection. She moaned into his mouth. Her fingernails dug into his scalp, the sweetest pain. Then her head fell back, and he licked the length of her throat before snagging the collar of her robe in his teeth and dragging it over her shoulder, baring her skin. She arched her back and her exposed nipple pouted up at him, taut and aroused. His hunger surged. He needed to taste, needed to hear her cry out his name.
    Click.
    Ariq reared back. That rutting—
    â€œNo.” When the device had sounded, Zenobia had deflated against him, her forehead against his shoulder. Now with a single word she drew his gaze from the device to meet hers. Eyes bright, her skin flushed, she leaned in and nipped his lower lip. Her hands slid down his shoulders. With a playful flick, she unclipped the buckle of his tunic. “Let them see how strong you are.”
    He didn’t care if they knew. “I don’t want them to see you.”
    â€œThen they won’t.” She pulled the edge of her robe up over her shoulder, then trailed her hands down the front of his chest. “They won’t see anything. Only the Kraken King, sheathing his weapon and making me scream. Oh, they’ll tremble.”
    She made him laugh, but he would be the one trembling if she continued. His breath hissed as her fingers worked the ties of his trousers, fabric tugging against his engorged cock.
    Zenobia grinned against his mouth. “They’ll know better than to make an enemy of you when they see how ruthless you can be. How you make me beg but still show no mercy.”
    May the blue heavens help him. Her warm grip closed around his shaft and he couldn’t stop the primal jerk of his hips. Groaning, Ariq stilled. He would
not
thrust mindlessly into his wife’s hand. She was determined to play with him and he would let her.
    His will was steel. His body was hers.
    Her tongue slicked over his lower lip before she rose against him. Her hands fumbled between them, rustling silk and linen. Baring herself.
    Ariq gritted his teeth in agonized pleasure as scalding wetness surrounded the head of his cock. So tight, her snug channel clasped his throbbing flesh, as if pulling him in.
    â€œYou should be rough with me,” she said breathlessly. Clinging to his shoulders, she swiveled her hips and slowly drove him deeper. “Let them see you . . . hold me down—
oh, God
—and take what you want, until I can’t, I can’t take any more—
Ariq
.”
    His shaft buried inside her, she