Marked By Masks and Secrets (Everlasting Possession #1)

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EVIE

I preferred Kylo in his vampire form, his true form. And perhaps that was the greatest evidence of my love.

Or maybe hatred, love, and lust were all bound up together in my brain in some kind of perverse mental circuitry.

Either way, I stared at Kylo’s tall, tattooed, muscled form unabashedly in his grand foyer. The dark blue shirt that clung to his chest, making the blue of his eyes that much more shocking. The black pants and boots that gave him an edge, a hint of the authority that oozed from his every pore.

And that power—gods, it rumbled through the entire home, echoing against the walls in a steady hum of intensity.

“You never told me how the battle went,” I said, knowing innately that Kylo had likely slaughtered countless born with his unearthly force.

Kylo shook his head. “Not now, angel. Just you and me. No one else matters.” He tipped my chin up. “Understood?”

Something inside me relaxed, uncoiled. “Yes, please.”

“Aw, you know how much I love when my good girl uses her manners.” He brushed his lips against mine briefly as he carried me upstairs.

I knew what was coming. A shot of anxiety coursed through me as strong as my desire.

When Kylo set me down in his room, the lighting warm and inviting against the dark tones of his décor, I suddenly felt awkward and inexperienced.

He noticed the shift, just as he noticed too much of me at all times. “Little one, I need you to listen very carefully.”

I stared up at him like his words were the only thing tethering me to this plane.

“You do not have to do anything you don’t want to do. You will not disappoint me. Do you understand?”

I nodded, fiddling with my hands nervously.

Kylo smiled as he reached for them, bringing each to his lips before intertwining his fingers with mine. “I would be happy to fall asleep with you in my arms. There is no pressure.”

I nodded. “I know. I already told you what I wanted. And it’s no longer about my past. It’s about you and me ,” I said, repeating the phrase he’d used.

Because my fragile, hopeful heart loved the way it rolled off my tongue. This declaration of us as a unit, two souls intertwined. The promise that I might not have to live this life so alone.

A shudder rolled through Kylo, and I recognized the sudden hunger in his eyes—the look that wasn’t entirely human.

It sent a jolt of fear down to the very core of me, the same fear I’d started to associate with pleasure.

Because now when I ran, I had Kylo to chase after me.

“You want it all, hmm?” he asked, low and teetering on the edge of sinister. He helped me out of my dress, tracing my body as he went. “My greedy girl.”

He used his frightening vampire speed to grab me and shove me onto the bed, his mouth on my neck before I’d even registered what had happened.

I shuddered with pleasure. He kissed and then sucked, harder and harder, until I knew for certain he was leaving marks. When I felt his teeth against my skin, and I let out a frightened noise from somewhere primal, subconscious—the part of me that wished desperately to survive.

He didn’t bite down, an amused chuckle rolling through him.

“ That was one of my favorite noises yet,” Kylo teased as he stared hard into my eyes. “Is my vulnerable little prey having second thoughts?”

I shook my head no. My rapidly beating heart begged to differ.

When Kylo removed my panties, he kissed both of my inner thighs. He did so worshipfully, in some holy act of devotion.

“Evie, baby,” he said softly, his breath hitching as he stared between my thighs. His eyes were slow to return to mine. “You have the prettiest little pussy.”

As if he couldn’t help himself, he kissed my aching clit, his tongue skating through my folds—kissing, sucking, and?—

I inhaled sharply, a soft cry escaping my lips at the unmistakable scrape of fangs.

“ My pretty little pussy,” Kylo growled. “Isn’t that right, angel?”

He stared up at me through his thick lashes, smirking when his tongue once again found my clit. When his teeth met my skin, I went utterly still.

“Yes, Kylo,” I breathed. Fear and arousal competed for dominance in my blood. They both only made me slicker with need for him.

He removed the threat of fangs from my sensitive flesh, humming praises now that made me feel satisfied and melty. Like my life, my pleasure, my everything was in his strong palms.

“I do trust you,” I suddenly whispered, making Kylo stop his unspoken acts of devotion to my body.

He lifted his head from where he’d been leaving trails of kisses along my pubic bone, hips, thighs.

He stared at me like I’d given him the whole world, something pure and human entering those predator’s eyes. His smile was genuine and soft, slipping through his mask of danger and dominance.

“Thank you for telling me so, Evie. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

He kissed my stomach next, his lips like a scalding brand of ownership.

“I will never let you down.”

Those words unraveled my last threads of defense, the ropes that had limited me and kept me from true connection for so many years.

I believed him.

“Now be a good girl and stay put,” he said, his tone the perfect mix of authority and adoration.

He kissed between my thighs one last time before moving off the bed. In agonizingly graceful movements, I watched him remove his shirt and unbuckle his belt.

His amused eyes found mine. “Your poor heart. Take deep breaths for me, angel.” His smirk widened as my gaze went from hungrily devouring his beautiful, tattooed body to watching his massive cock spring free from his pants.

I remembered the way it tasted, the way it felt hitting the back of my throat. It was already too big for my mouth…

Oh gods. My thighs inched closer together instinctively.

“Uh-uh, baby,” Kylo snapped, his voice like the sharp command of a whip.

Shadows leaped from his body, wrapping around my legs and forcing them open and spread wide.

“Don’t you dare hide what belongs to me.”

I watched as Kylo moved around the room, taking his time lighting pillar candles scattered across his furniture.

“You’ve been wearing that necklace almost every day since I bought it for you,” he said softly, his eyes narrowing on the moonstone pendant around my neck.

It had become such a part of me that I forgot about it half the time.

“It brought me a great deal of comfort in those early days, to see that you’d already accepted my claim on you—even if it was subconsciously.”

I huffed defiantly. “It was pretty. Why let something beautiful go to waste just because it was given to you by an insane person?”

Kylo laughed, lighting the last candle and slowly stalking back toward me. “You have no idea the pretty things your insane boyfriend is going to spoil you with.”

His voice was a low hum, tightening my core as I stared at his nude form, his cock that was still rock hard. He was just showing off at this point.

Tease.

“Although, some of the things you’ll be gifted will be as much for my pleasure as yours,” he said with a mischievous grin.

“You don’t have to?—”

“Shhh,” Kylo said, crawling onto the bed and between my legs as my heart pounded with anticipation. “Good girls get spoiled.”

He left no room for protest as his lips crashed into mine under the warm candlelight. In our kiss, I tasted it—the buzz of fate, the love written in the stars that I’d once believed could only be found between the pages of a book.

I’d been wrong.

My magick flared, tingles erupting across my skin in a silent show of approval from the spirit world.

“Settle down, little witch,” Kylo laughed, and I followed his gaze to the wild candle flames dancing violently and leaping up toward the cosmos.

I stopped myself from apologizing, giggling softly instead.

“You swear to me you’ll use your words and tell me what you want or don’t want?” Kylo asked sternly.

I nodded again. “I want it all.”

Kylo smirked. “Good. That’s what I plan on giving you. Forever.”

He toyed with my breasts, cupping them, running circles around my nipples and lightly pinching.

“So fucking perfect.”

He pulled a nipple into his mouth as my back arched and a moan escaped me. His fingers reached to work my clit. I was already soaking wet. Something larger was at my opening, pushing inside as I gasped.

One of those sneaky shadows pulsed, driving me closer and closer to the edge of my first release.

“I’m going to fuck you before I feed from you. I need you fully aware as you take every inch of me, as you feel me stretch and destroy this pretty little pussy,” Kylo said, his jaw flexing.

I could nearly see the hint of bloodlust enter the corners of his eyes. The way he ran his tongue over his fangs as if they were aching in his gums.

They scraped against one of my nipples. The shadow grew larger as it pulsed inside of me. His fingers expertly worked me up to the edge.

“Come.”

I crashed. I clenched against the appendage inside me, grinding against Kylo’s fingers as his tongue now slid inside my mouth.

“Mmm,” he hummed as he consumed me, as I arched and trembled beneath him. He slowly stopped tormenting my sensitive flesh, pulling back. “Good little angel.”

Suddenly a shadow was at my lips, and Kylo’s eyes darkened as I opened my mouth. I tasted myself on this strange, smooth limb, and the depravity of it had me reeling, sliding further and further under Kylo’s spell.

He smiled at me, stroking fingers through my hair as I sucked.

The shadow was slow to recede. Kylo pushed up to lord over my pliable body. He stroked his terrifying cock once before sliding it between my thick folds.

The pressure of the head at my entrance was enough to make me moan, to tense up in anticipation.

“Evie, baby,” Kylo said, cool authority mixed with coaxing softness. “Can you relax for me, please?”

My muscles slowly unwound as I nodded. He stroked the side of my face. That slick shadow now played with my tits.

“My shadows might love you as much as I do,” Kylo said, staring down at me hungrily as his cock teased my pussy, sliding up and down.

One of the shadows wrapped around my neck, as if in agreement.

His composure slid again when his cock was back at my entrance, pushing ever-so-slightly. Kylo shuddered, his eyes flashing. I winced at the impossible stretch.

“Slow, deep breaths. I know you can be a good girl and take your God’s cock, angel,” he said.

The shadow moved off my throat, and Kylo’s hand replaced it instead. He didn’t use any pressure, just rested there possessively as his jaw feathered.

“After all, he’s been waiting for a very long time to forever stain this angelic body with his darkness,” he rasped, pushing further.

I cried out, but the aching fullness was tempered by a cascade of tingling pleasure and warmth that radiated from my core outward.

“Shhh. You’re okay,” he cooed. He once again studied my face.

My brows were drawn tightly, my legs trembling. But I nodded slightly to reassure him.

I took another deep breath, and the discomfort melted further, allowing me to revel in the fullness. I wanted to be full of Kylo.

He smiled at me, applying the slightest pressure to the sides of my throat. For some godsforsaken reason, the threat to my life only relaxed me deeper.

He moved his hand up to my mouth, sticking two fingers in.

“Get them nice and wet for me, please,” he said softly.

I swirled my tongue, and Kylo moved his slick fingers down to my clit.

The pleasure helped me to acclimate, to take another inch as my eyes rolled back and Kylo groaned.

“Gods below,” he hissed. “You feel so fucking good, Evie. I fear you don’t exactly know what you’ve gotten yourself into…”

He trailed off as I spasmed around the impossible girth. The tingly feeling was overwhelming now, overtaking the pain and driving me to new heights of ecstasy.

“… because now that you’ve allowed me to mark what’s mine with my cum, I won’t be able to get enough of you. You think I was obsessed and possessive before?” He laughed darkly. “You try to hide from me now, and I will fucking chain you to my bed.”

His fingers were relentless. My core tightened, and my body racked with wave upon wave of pleasure.

“If any man so much as glances at you too long for my liking, I will rot him from the inside out without an ounce of remorse.”

I cried in frustration when he stopped playing with my clit and reached up to squeeze my face.

“Are you listening, baby?”

I nodded.

“Open.”

I opened my mouth, and Kylo spit inside. He glared down at me until I swallowed.

“Thank you, Kylo.”

His approval flooded me with a high stronger than any drug. In the clutches of this dark god, this violent, bloodthirsty monster, I was safe.

I whimpered when his cock eased inside me yet another inch, and his fingers were back to toying with my clit.

He nodded. “What a good girl. Look at this pretty pink pussy taking my cock with gratitude.”

My moans turned into a cry when Kylo slowly rocked his hips, sliding in and out of me, deeper with each thrust.

It was like I was being split in two. Yet, just as much pleasure entered my system as pain in an overpowering cocktail of intensity.

“You’re doing so well, sweet girl,” Kylo cooed, even as his voice trembled, raw power escaping him to course through the room. Shadows bled from his skin. His jaw was locked tight. His dark blue eyes were molten.

For whatever reason, my mind chose now to remember The Devil card I’d pulled weeks ago. Which I supposed made sense, as I let this chthonic deity take my virginity as he was slowly consumed by his lust for my blood.

Kylo let out a deep, ungodly groan, and the sound of him unraveling drove me up to the peak of release.

Because I did this to him.

I held the capacity to make the most powerful monster in Etherdale lose his precious control.

“Uh-huh,” Kylo said. “Come for me. Let me feel this sweet, untouched pussy come on its owner’s cock.”

The violence, the dirtiness of such a statement, made me let go completely. Kylo speared deeper than ever, and I screamed as I clamped down and exploded. The most intense orgasm of my life swept through my body like a violent storm.

My muscles had been forced to relax by my undoing, and Kylo took full advantage. He drove into me as I moaned and writhed, and when another scream left my lips, he covered my mouth with his hand and stared hard into my eyes.

His smirk was downright wicked. “Take. It.”

Behind my eyelids, I saw that room of stars. I heard Kylo telling me he was in love with me.

My heart was so fucking full, and when I opened my eyes again, I found Kylo staring at me, just like he had in that room. He kissed my lips, both my flushed cheeks, then he scooped me into his arms and fucked me while holding me in his lap.

He was so strong that he made me feel like merely a doll, a toy he could use and bend at will. I whimpered as I slid up and down. Kylo’s lips brushed my forehead. He spread my ass cheeks apart as he filled me. My legs shook violently now.

One of his hands moved up to palm my breasts, pinching my nipple until I screamed.

He grinned, and I panted, another orgasm already building.

“I can’t wait for you to step out of line with that bratty mouth,” Kylo said darkly, his lips close to my temple. “Because next time, I’ll be fucking you into submission and turning that perfect little ass red. I’ll finish by tasting those beautiful tears on my tongue, knowing you won’t be able to sit or walk for days.”

“You’re sadistic,” I breathed, having difficulty using words as Kylo continued to spear me. My body was so full of pleasure and pain that I was on the verge of collapse.

Kylo lifted a brow incredulously. “Have I not made that abundantly clear?”

He suddenly lifted me off his cock and twisted me so that I was on my stomach.

“Ass in the air, angel. Now.”

My breathing was rapid, shallow. I was far too empty without him inside me, without his hands on my body. I obeyed without question.

“What a beautiful fucking sight,” Kylo said.

When his hands caressed the curve of my ass, I let out a small exhale.

Then a palm came down hard, the sound of it hitting my flesh like a strike of lightning.

I squealed, but as soon as I made a move, Kylo shoved my face back down into the comforter.

“Stay still, baby.”

He was somehow even harder when he entered me this time, proving his sadism unequivocally.

I whimpered, reacclimating as he continued moving deeper and deeper.

When I heard Kylo spit, I tensed, the feel of warm liquid running across my ass. His thumb circled. I wasn’t sure what kind of noise left my lips, only that it had clearly delighted Kylo as he chuckled in response.

“I want all my pretty little holes filled, baby,” Kylo purred. “Because there is no escaping me. I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you that you will know with every breath who the fuck you belong to.”

His thumb entered my ass as his cock eased in and out of my pussy. I’d never felt fuller, a low mewl escaping my lips as I stayed arched for him. My brows drew tight, my cheek pressing into the comforter with every thrust.

“I’m going to…” I moaned, nearly incoherent as I entered some other plane of existence.

If I thought the last orgasm was violent, this one tore through me in a way that made me scream, assaulted by its sheer force. And Kylo only laughed at me.

“That’s my good little toy—my favorite new toy.” He made a primal sound from low in his throat, not only refusing to stop fucking me but also impaling me far rougher than before. He made a tsk noise against the roof of his mouth. “If only you could see what you just did to my bedding. Messy, greedy little thing.”

My cheeks were hot, and yet the humiliation only drove me deeper into melty, thoughtless pleasure.

“I can’t wait to play with you to my heart’s content. To see what else makes this pussy drench my sheets.”

This time when he smacked and then gripped my ass roughly, I hardly felt the sting. The pinch still made me cry out, tears pooling in my eyes from the intensity.

Kylo eased out of me gently before flipping me back onto my back, his eyes finding mine. He gently stroked my cheek before kissing my forehead.

“Nod if you’re still doing okay.”

Grateful I didn’t have to speak, I nodded.

The headspace I’d entered felt drug-like. I stared up into Kylo’s eyes like he really was my God.

And I loved it.

After years of escaping true vulnerability, of never allowing myself to rely on anyone or trust anyone else to protect me or take care of me the way I could…

Submitting to this deranged vampire who read philosophy, who dreamed of a better world, who saw and understood me for who I truly was at my core—it was the longest, deepest exhale of relief.

Kylo placed a broad hand on my stomach. “You’d look so fucking pretty carrying my child.”

The words shocked me. My eyes widened.

Stranger still was the way my body responded immediately and decisively to such a declaration. My nipples pebbled, heat gathering in my core .

“I can hear and sense every single reaction you have, angel,” Kylo whispered. “You like the idea of me planting my seed inside you? Of me forcing you to show the whole world who owns this perfect body? Your perfect soul?”

I made a strangled whimper as he pushed the deepest he’d ever gone, my legs high in the air as he buried himself.

“Use your words,” he demanded.

“Yes,” I managed, my voice trembling.

“You want me to mark this pussy with my cum, baby?”

I nodded. “Please.”

Kylo’s eyes rolled back. That little dimple disappeared as that vampiric, predatory look eclipsed his features. Now when he stared at me, he did it like I was his next meal.

He wouldn’t actually enter bloodlust, right?

Kylo flashed his fangs. He appeared strained, bleeding more and more shadow.

Right?

My voice was raw when I cried out this time. Kylo drove deep as he came as close to my cervix as he could manage. I trembled with satisfaction as warmth pooled inside me.

I didn’t have very much time to enjoy the pleasure of Kylo filling me with cum, because as soon as he’d eased out of me, he whispered just one word.

“ Run. ”