Touch of Flame

That is what they all do?

She tugged at the door knowing she was getting nowhere. “I don’t want to know about your activities with women.”

“But you want to send me out naked? You should be a little more possessive, princess.”

Possessive? Over him?

She scoffed looking over her shoulder, her eyes falling on his wet chest. “Why would I be possessive?”

“Because my body belongs to you now.”

She laughed nervously. She had never heard such a sound come from her lips. His body belonged to her? She had heard men claim women’s bodies. What was this now and why did it make her feel overwhelmed? As if she didn’t know what to do with all of…that.

Ravina stood with her body facing away from his, hugging his towel and clothes with one arm and the other hand still grasping the door handle.

“When did that happen?”

“Last night.”

“What happened last night?”

“You claimed me.”

She laughed again. “What nonsense is that? So what, I can just claim you?”

“Yes.”

She looked over her shoulder nervously again. “How did I do that?”

He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. She pressed herself against the door, hugging the clothes tightly to have something between herself and his nakedness, yet his abdomen touched the back of her hand as he moved closer.

She looked up just to avoid looking at his large chest but looking at those eyes behind wet lashes was far more dangerous and the way he gazed at her at the moment, made her throat dry.

“You touched me a certain way. A way no female has done before.”

She didn’t know what he meant but she couldn’t deny she touched him. She remembered.

“It doesn’t matter. I was drunk.”

He looked into her eyes, his gaze intense.

“I mean, I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t mean to touch you,” she hurried to say, then wondered just how she touched him and if it was even possible to claim someone just by touching. She didn’t know all their rules. Yet.

“And did you not mean to look?”

Her face burned. “I did not look,” she lied looking down. He could possibly not know.

He grabbed her face, making her look up at him again. “You can look, and touch and do anything else you want. I don’t mind. My body is yours.”

Oh… why was he repeating that?

“No other woman will touch it. Just you.” He told her.

“Why?” She asked breathlessly.

“I told you. You claimed me. There is a magic in your touch, in those slender fingers…” he traced her jaw with his thumb. “I can not find anything like it anywhere else.”

How could he not? She knew nothing about touching a man. Surely he could find more experienced women.

His hand went to cup the back of her neck and his thumb moved over her cheek. “Do you know Ravina,” he brought her face closer and she shut her eyes as his lips brushed across her cheek to her ear. “You make me surrender with the tip of your fingers,” he whispered into her ear.

Ravina’s lips parted yet her lungs failed to breathe air. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest and her body shivered involuntarily.

Malachi buried his face in her hair. As if smelling her she could feel him breathe in and when he breathed out, the heat of his breath coated the side of her neck.

It was enough to make her feel heady for a moment, her eyes slowly fluttering close again when a knock on the door behind her made her jump with a gasp. Her arms shot out, pushing his clothes into his chest and stomach, and then without waiting for him to grasp them, she turned around to leave.

Nako was surprised when Ravina pushed past her. She didn’t mean to, but her leg was not helping her walk steadily.

“Ravina!” She called hurrying after her. “Your leg.” She said worriedly at the pace she walked.

“I am fine. I need to be somewhere.” She said still walking fast and ignoring the pain.

“But breakfast…”

“Give it to Malachi.”

“But…”

Ravina walked out of the door, the cool morning air washing over her like the cold bath she needed. She rushed down the street, turning a few heads on her way to somewhere she didn’t know. Anywhere would do where she could be alone for a moment.

She spotted Malachi’s mother from a distance and without hesitance changed direction. Not the right time to meet her, she thought rushing around the corner before she could be seen when she bumped into someone.

Saul.

Again.

This time his hands grabbed her arms tightly and then he pulled her closer than he should.

“Running away?” He asked with eyes so dark and deadly. He looked a lot like Malachi.

“Not yet,” she replied.

“Good, because I am not done with you.”

“I have not even started with you,” she said refusing to be intimidated by the steel grip on her arms.

He let her go quickly and then someone came around the corner walking by. They gave each other a nod as if greeting and Saul put on a gentle smile. Really?

As soon the person left he returned his gaze to her. He put his arms behind his back and tilted his head, watching her with an amused look. “It seems like you are enjoying yourself. My brother finally got you under his spell. He has always been good with women.”

“I have heard so,” she said, not sure where he was getting with this.

“Did he tell you that you are the only one having such an effect on him?”

Ravina stiffened for a moment and he chuckled. “That is what he tells all women. It is our special line. How old are you? Twenty? You are a newborn compared to him. You have no idea. He has a vast experience with all kinds of women. Did you think you would be difficult for him? He must be laughing at how easy your innocent self blush.”

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Bonus dedicated to Ivette_M11 and Onix_Rain25 <3.