Chapter 177: Feeling Strange

The kiss on the center mat grew deeper and hotter with every second.

Evren’s tongue parted Zephyra’s soft lips, tasting her completely as her hands tangled tightly in his dark hair. A soft, needy whimper slipped from her throat, her entire body trembling against his chest.

Breaking the kiss just enough to catch a ragged breath, Evren looked down into her wide violet eyes. They were dark with heat and completely open, stripped of every assassin defense she had ever built.

"Not on the mats," Evren murmured against her lips in a low, husky voice. "Come with me."

Before she could answer, he stood up and pulled her against his chest, his large hands grabbing firmly onto the soft curve of her ass.

Zephyra let out a soft gasp and instinctively hooked her long legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind his back. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder as he carried her off the canvas.

He walked across the dim arena toward the private VIP recovery suite at the corner of the floor.

Pushing through the door, he kicked it shut behind them, sealing off the entire world. The reinforced suite was completely soundproofed, lit only by the soft glow of the city skyline coming through the panoramic glass.

Evren carried her over to the enormous king-sized bed in the center of the room, letting her legs slide down from his hips as he laid her against the plush star-silk sheets.

Her long silver hair spilled across the dark pillows like liquid moonlight. Her chest was heaving with rapid, shallow breaths, her violet eyes locked on him with a mixture of raw desire and nervous anticipation.

Evren leaned over her, his hands coming to rest on either side of her hips. "You’re sure about this, Zephyra?"

Zephyra’s hands reached up, grasping the hem of his dark compression shirt. "I’ve waited for you for months, Boss. Please... don’t make me wait another second."

Evren smiled warmly, leaning down to capture her lips in another slow, melting kiss.

At the same time, his hands slid beneath the hem of her black sports top, peeling the damp fabric upward over her head. He tossed it aside onto the floor, revealing her smooth, pale skin.

She was stunning. Her body was lean, toned, and perfectly sculpted, with soft, full breasts that rose and fell with each rapid breath. A light, rosy blush covered her chest, spreading all the way up to her ears as she felt his eyes on her bare skin.

Evren stripped off his own shirt, tossing it away before reaching down to hook his fingers into the waistband of her athletic leggings. He pulled them down along her long, slender legs, slipping them off her feet along with her small panties.

Zephyra instinctively pressed her thighs slightly together, a sudden shyness overtaking her.

She was a lethal S-Rank shadow assassin who had survived deadly dungeons and underground cages, but lying completely naked before the man she loved made her feel more vulnerable than she had ever felt in her life.

Noticing her hesitation, Evren leaned down and pressed a warm, lingering kiss to the side of her neck. He moved his lips slowly along her sensitive collarbone, feeling her pulse thumping wildly beneath his mouth. "You’re gorgeous, Zephyra, absolutely perfect."

A soft, shuddering breath escaped her lips as his hands began to explore her body. He traced his fingers down her ribcage, over the curve of her waist, and across the smooth skin of her hips.

Wherever phantom memories of poison and old combat wounds once lingered, Evren replaced them with gentle, reverent kisses.

Zephyra’s back arched off the mattress as his lips found the sensitive curve where her neck met her shoulder, nibbling gently on her skin. A quiet gasp slipped from her throat, her fingers digging lightly into his muscular arms.

"Evren..." she breathed, her voice trembling with rising heat. "That feels... so good."

Evren kept his lips there for a while before trailing his kisses lower, circling the soft swells of her breasts before taking one dark pink nipple into his warm mouth.

He swirled his tongue over the hardened tip, suckling gently while his hand cupped and squeezed her other breast. Zephyra cried out softly, her hips moving restlessly against the bed as a jolt of pure pleasure shot straight down into her core.

He took his time, worshipping both breasts until her moans grew louder and her breathing turned completely ragged.

She was squirming under him, her hands moving through his hair and pressing him closer.

Evren slid lower down the bed, his hands moving to her knees. Gently and firmly, he pushed her legs apart, opening her up to his gaze.

Zephyra let out a breathless whimper, blushing furiously, but she didn’t close her thighs.

The view between her legs was breathtaking. Her swollen, pale folds glistened with clear arousal, parted just enough to reveal her bright pink clit peeking eagerly beneath its sensitive hood.

Her entrance was already pulsing, weeping thick drops of wetness that slicked the crease down to the small, tight pucker of her round ass.

Evren smiled up at her, stroking his thumbs along her soft inner thighs to soothe the fine trembling in her legs. "Look at how wet you are for me," he murmured, taking in every inch of the gorgeous sight.

Zephyra buried her burning face into the pillows, her fingers clutching the bedsheets. "It’s because... of you. Only you."

Evren lowered his head between her thighs, his warm breath fanning across her drenched core.

When the tip of his warm tongue first touched her sensitive clitoris, Zephyra’s entire body stiffened in shock. A loud gasp tore from her throat, her hips jerking upward against his mouth.

She had never felt anything like this before. His tongue lapped at her swollen pearl with slow, broad strokes, alternating between gentle licks and firm, teasing suction.

Zephyra’s hands flew down to tangle in his hair, not to push him away, but to press him deeper against her.

While his mouth kept working on her clit, Evren slid two fingers down between her slick folds. He slowly pushed the tips inside her tight, burning entrance. Zephyra gasped sharply at the sudden fullness, her inner walls clenching tightly around his knuckles.

"Relax, sweetheart," Evren whispered against her skin, pausing to let her adjust. "I’ve got you."

He pressed his two fingers all the way inside.

The heat inside her was incredible... a scorching, velvety tunnel that hugged his fingers with unbelievable tightness.

Evren began to curve his fingers upward, gently stroking the ribbed, sensitive texture of her inner wall while his thumb and mouth continued to tease her clit.

Zephyra’s mind went completely blank. Her heels dug into the mattress, her hips rocking uncontrollably against his hand. Every stroke of his two fingers inside her hot, fleshy tunnel sent lightning bolts of ecstasy shooting straight up into her spine.

"Evren! Evren, I feel... strange," she cried out, her voice breaking as her breathing turned into ragged sobs of pleasure. "Something is happening... I can’t stop it!"

"Don’t stop it," Evren encouraged her, pumping his two fingers in rhythm while his tongue flicked faster over her center. "Let it go, Zephyra. Cum for me."

The pressure inside her snapped. With a loud, breathless scream that echoed off the soundproofed walls, Zephyra’s very first orgasm ripped through her body.

Her back arched off the bed, her toes curling tightly as wave after wave of intense, blinding pleasure crashed over her core.

Inside her, her tight fleshy tunnel clamped down violently around Evren’s two fingers.

The intense heat and rhythmic, pulsing spasms squeezed his fingers with incredible strength, milking him with desperate contractions as she gushed wetness all over his hand.

Zephyra sobbed openly, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the climax, her body shivering violently from head to toe.

Evren kept his fingers deep inside her, gently riding out every single pulse of her climax until the spasms began to slow. He kissed her quivering inner thighs, soothing her trembling skin with his warm palms.

Slowly, he slipped his fingers out of her soaked heat and crawled up the length of her trembling body. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close against his chest.

Zephyra was completely limp, tears of pure ecstasy glistening on her flushed cheeks as she tried to catch her breath.

"You did so well," Evren whispered tenderly, brushing her damp silver hair from her forehead. He leaned down and kissed her softly, tasting her sweet arousal on his own lips.

Zephyra opened her violet eyes, looking at him with devotion and awe. Her arms slowly came up, holding his shoulders as her chest heaved against his. "Evren... that was... I didn’t know... I didn’t know it could feel like that."

"That was just the beginning," Evren said with a soft, affectionate smile, gazing down into her eyes.