Close Obsession

Chapter 12-3

Getting up, her lover smiled at her warmly. “You did great—I could tell that Saret was impressed. I’m very proud of you.”

Mia gave him a big smile and got up also, his words filling her with a happy glow. “Thank you. And thanks again for making this possible.”

“Of course,” Korum said, pulling her closer to him and burying his hand in her hair. Holding her pressed against his body and her face tilted up toward him, he said softly, “Now tell me again that you love me.”

Staring up at him, Mia froze, her euphoria fading and a terrible sense of vulnerability taking its place. He wasn’t planning to ignore what happened last night.

She moistened her lips. “Korum, I...” She tried to lower her gaze, to look away, but it was impossible with the way he was holding her.

“Tell me, Mia.” His eyes were turning a deeper shade of gold. “I want to hear you say it again.”

She desperately wanted to deny him, to tell him that she’d been out of her mind last night, but the words simply wouldn’t form on her tongue.

Because she did love him, so much that it hurt, so much that she could barely think past the powerful emotions filling her chest. At some point in the last few weeks, he’d gone from being an aloof and dangerous stranger to someone she couldn’t imagine her life without. And as much as she hated her loss of freedom, she also loved the numerous little kindnesses he showed her on a daily basis, the way he made her feel so alive...

He was right: she had been merely content with her life before she met him. She’d had a comfortable, mostly happy existence. But she hadn’t truly lived.

“Tell me, my darling,” he urged softly, his hand slipping out of her hair to gently cup her cheek. “Tell me...”

“I do. I love you,” she whispered, staring up at him, wondering what he would say now, whether he would somehow use her admission against her.

But he just smiled and leaned down to kiss her, his beautiful lips touching hers so tenderly that she felt her heart squeezing in her chest. “Does it make you happy, being able to have an internship here?” he murmured, lifting his head and regarding her with a warm glow in his golden eyes.

Mia nodded. “Of course,” she said quietly. “You know it does.”

“Good. I want you to be happy here,” he said softly, stepping back and releasing her from his embrace. And then, taking her hand, he led her out of their private room and into the hallway.

They arrived at the house a couple of minutes later.

During the short ride, Mia kept her gaze trained on the transparent floor, though she could hardly see the scenery below with her mind occupied by the evening’s events. In some strange way, it was almost liberating to open herself up to Korum like this, to tell him how she really felt. Now she didn’t have to constantly be on her guard, worried that he would guess that she’d fallen in love with him. She didn’t have to fear that he would mock her for being a silly young girl and confusing s*x with emotions.

No, he hadn’t mocked her at all. Contrary to her expectations, he seemed to welcome the emotional aspect; in fact, he’d practically forced her to admit she loved him. He hadn’t reciprocated with his own words of love, but then she hadn’t really expected him to. He’d said in the past that he cared for her, and she believed him. But love? Could someone like Korum truly fall in love with a human? Arman seemed to love Maria, but their relationship was so different from what Mia had with her cheren.

No, she didn’t know if Korum could ever love her, and she didn’t want to drive herself insane wondering—not right now, not when she felt so happy and was so eagerly looking forward to starting her internship tomorrow.

They exited the aircraft, and Korum swiftly disassembled it, activating the nanomachines with a small gesture. Mia watched him, her heart feeling like it would burst from her chest, unable to contain the feelings within. Every movement of his tall, muscular body was imbued with barely leashed strength, his Krinar hunter heritage evident in the predatory grace with which he held himself. He was so far from someone she could’ve ever imagined herself with—and so wrong for her in many ways—yet he was the only man who had ever made her feel this way.

After the ship was gone, turned back into its individual atoms, Korum lifted her into his arms and carried her into the house, heading straight for the bedroom. Mia clung to him, desperately craving physical contact, wanting the incredible pleasure only he could give her.

They entered the bedroom, and he gently placed her on the bed. Lying there, Mia watched as he removed his shirt, revealing his powerfully built chest and muscular stomach. His shorts were next, and then he was fully naked, his large c**k already hard and his balls swinging heavily between his legs. His body was the epitome of masculine beauty, Mia thought hazily, her own body reacting to the sight with almost instant arousal.

Before she had a chance to fully admire him, he climbed on top of her and pulled up her dress, exposing her nether regions to his burning gaze. Without any preliminaries, he spread her legs and paused for a few seconds, seemingly fascinated by her s*x.

Her entire body flushing, Mia tried to close her legs, feeling far too exposed like that, but he wouldn’t let her, not until he’d had a chance to look his fill. Finally, raising his head, Korum murmured, “You have the prettiest little p***y I’ve ever seen. Did I ever tell you that?”

Mia shook her head, flushing even hotter.

“You do,” he said softly. “All delicate pink folds and tiny c**t—like the prettiest little flower.” And before Mia could say anything, he bent his head toward the object of his admiration, carefully separating the said folds with his fingers, his tongue unerringly finding the sensitive area around her c******s.

Startled by the sudden lash of pleasure, Mia cried out and arched against his mouth, her entire body tensing from a sensation so intense that it was almost intolerable. Her hands somehow found their way into his hair, tightening there, trying to force him into a harder rhythm that would give her immediate release. But Korum refused to be rushed, and his tongue continued its maddeningly light strokes around her nub, keeping her hovering right on the edge. And just when Mia thought she would go out of her mind, he finally pressed the flat side of his tongue against her c**t, moving it back and forth with just enough force for her to reach her peak with a loud scream, her whole body quaking from the strength of her climax.

Panting and weak, she lay there as he watched her s*x pulsating from the orgasm, his interest apparently still not fully satisfied. Once she had recovered a bit, he started to climb on top of her again, but Mia whispered, “Wait.”

To her surprise, he listened, pausing for a second.

Still trembling slightly in the aftermath of what she’d just experienced, she sat up and gave Korum a challenging smile, her left hand reaching out to stroke his balls. “Turnabout is fair play,” she said softly. “Why don’t you lie down now?”

His eyes turned a deeper shade of gold, and Mia could feel his balls tightening within her hand. It excited him, she realized, when she took the initiative like that.

“How about I stand?” he suggested instead, and Mia nodded, liking the idea even more. Getting on her knees on the tall bed, she reached out and ran her hands down his chest, reveling in the feel of hard muscle covered by soft skin. His flesh was hot and firm to the touch, and she could almost believe he was a statue of some Greek or Roman god come to life.

Her right hand traveled lower, down the taut muscles of his stomach and followed the faint trail of hair down to his s*x. Wrapping her fingers around his shaft, Mia felt it growing even harder in her grasp. She stroked it gently, enjoying the velvety texture of his skin there, and he groaned, closing his eyes, the expression on his face almost bordering on pain.

Encouraged, Mia pressed her lips against his chest and kissed her way down his body, slowly kneeling until her mouth was hovering just above his c**k. His breath caught in anticipation, and Mia smiled and licked him, her tongue flicking lightly over the sensitive tip. He hissed, his hips thrusting at her. His hands buried themselves on her hair, bringing her face closer to his s*x, until Mia had no choice but to open her mouth and let him in.

At the feel of her lips closing around his c**k, he shuddered, and she could taste the faint saltiness of pre-c*m. Her inner muscles tightened as a tremor of arousal ran through her.

His pleasure turned her on, Mia realized, reveling in the effect she had on him. She rarely got a chance to do this, to take him in her mouth and make him come, because he was always so focused on driving her crazy, making her scream with ecstasy in his arms.

Cupping his balls with her left hand, she wrapped the right one lower around the base of his shaft and began a slow rhythmic movement, taking him deeper into her mouth every time. She couldn’t accept his full length, of course, but he didn’t seem to care, his fingers tightening in her hair almost to the point of pain.

Then she could feel him swelling up even further, getting impossibly long and thick, and a warm, salty liquid spurted into her mouth as he came with a harsh cry, his head thrown back in ecstasy.

After a minute, Korum’s fingers slowly unclenched in her hair as he withdrew his softening shaft from her mouth. Looking down at her, he smiled. “That was amazing,” he told her and Mia stared up at him, slowly licking her lips and tasting the remnants of his seed there. She didn’t know why she found it so exciting, giving him pleasure, but she did. She was fully aroused again, as though the powerful orgasm she’d just had was days in the past, instead of just minutes.

Climbing onto the bed, he brought her toward him and pulled her dress off over her head. At the sight of her naked body, his s*x stirred again, and Mia’s stomach clenched with anticipation as he drew her toward him, covering her mouth with his in an all-consuming kiss.

And then he took her, possessing her with his body even as he now owned her heart and soul..