A low moan, unbidden, vibrated in her throat. 'Mmmph!'
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin where her pulse hammered.
"See?" he growled against her throat.
"No lies between us now."
His hands found the simple loincloth she wore, and with a sharp tug, the ties gave way. The dry desert air kissed her most intimate skin, making her shiver. He didn't pause to admire her; his urgency was a palpable force. He shoved his own pants down just enough, freeing his erection, thick and ruddy and utterly inhuman.
He guided himself to her entrance, the tip pressing against her wet heat. Sarhita's claws dug into his shoulders, her eyes wide, watching him. There was no more pretense, no more talk of Katisana or violations. There was only this moment, this brutal, honest need.
With a single, powerful thrust of his hips, he buried himself inside her to the hilt.
