Yes, [ whispers directly into her mind, encouraging. ] Let me hear you.
[ How long could he keep her here?
Nikolai had asked her the very first time they had gone to bed together to stay. He has wanted her here and closer, wanted her in his bed in a way that is only tangentially linked to the potential for sex. But it occurs to him now: how many times could he make her come? How long could he balance her on the very edge of an orgasm?
That's not the point of what they're doing now, but he considers it. Alina's thigh flexes at his temple and her heel digs into the center of his back and his fingers dig so hard into the soft skin at the inside of her opposite thigh that five perfect bruises are unavoidable. ]
I want to hear you when you come apart for me.
[ There is no qualifier. Nikolai doesn't want to make a game of this, not this time. Not when the first time they attempted this was tarnished, hazed by drink. When Nikolai had come to her with with his hair and linens rumpled from tangling with Quentin had knelt to her with Kirigan caging her into his lap.
This is different. It is theirs. And he wants to hear her, when he nudges her over the edge. ]
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[ How long could he keep her here?
Nikolai had asked her the very first time they had gone to bed together to stay. He has wanted her here and closer, wanted her in his bed in a way that is only tangentially linked to the potential for sex. But it occurs to him now: how many times could he make her come? How long could he balance her on the very edge of an orgasm?
That's not the point of what they're doing now, but he considers it. Alina's thigh flexes at his temple and her heel digs into the center of his back and his fingers dig so hard into the soft skin at the inside of her opposite thigh that five perfect bruises are unavoidable. ]
I want to hear you when you come apart for me.
[ There is no qualifier. Nikolai doesn't want to make a game of this, not this time. Not when the first time they attempted this was tarnished, hazed by drink. When Nikolai had come to her with with his hair and linens rumpled from tangling with Quentin had knelt to her with Kirigan caging her into his lap.
This is different. It is theirs. And he wants to hear her, when he nudges her over the edge. ]