Chapter 19 When Desire Ignites #2
“Fuck me, but you feel so fucking good!” he growled, as if it was better than he'd ever imagined.
The words coming out, earnest and true. Words I had to agree with, as he felt made to be inside of me.
My worries about him not fitting quickly a fleeting memory.
Because our bodies felt fated, and each drag of his length inside me was like lighting up my soul.
Each thrust, touching nerves I had only ever felt with Tal and Victor, as if all three of them knew my body better than I ever did.
The gentleness in him started to become a thing of the past, and it only ended up driving my third orgasm on quicker than I ever imagined. I cried out once again, this time finding purchase on his shoulder with my teeth.
He seemed to enjoy this, despite having no fangs, my blunt teeth not penetrating the skin like his could.
“Fucking love it when you bite me,” he growled, moving his hips faster.
His thrusts, harder. Hard enough that he had to keep me anchored in place, just so that I wouldn't shoot up the rug.
He didn't want me moving…didn’t want me getting away from him.
Not that I would ever try. I was just there to accept the pleasure he was enforcing on me, willingly accepting it.
His dominating hold on me got tighter, making me feel owned, possessed, claimed. I could feel another orgasm building, and this time it was one that was going to match his own. I knew this when he growled down at me,
“This time we come together for you will wait for me, little one. Is that understood?” I nodded, and he nipped at my ear and then my cheek in reprimand.
“Your words or I stop, Nessa” he threatened, and I was so frightened that he would that I instantly replied,
“Yes, yes, I understand! I will wait…I will wait for you!” his dark chuckle rumbled out at my eagerness. One I ignored in favor of new dark and sinful words,
“When I spill into you and coat this perfect cunt with my seed, I want to take something else from you.” It was a warning, pure and simple, as there had been no request in his tone.
“Anything,” I returned breathless and strained at trying to keep my orgasm at bay.
“Careful, little rabbit…for I will take everything from you!” His wicked promise was a snarl of words in my ear, making me shiver. But he wasn’t done with his vow.
“You will be mine. I will own every inch of you, for this eternity and the next. For I make you this vow, and seal it with blood.” I gasped, but then, I didn't have long to question it. Not when he turned his head to my neck and bit into my tender flesh, making me cry out, screaming.
That was until...
That screaming erupted into something else.
Quickly morphing from pain to pleasure, just like it had been with Victor and Tal. He, too, was claiming that last part of me that would make me his.
“Goddess blood.” He moaned around my dripping skin before he continued to drink me down. His growls of pleasure at the taste of me only made me want to give him more. In fact, he could have drained me dry, and I would have died happy, knowing what I had given him.
But that was the strength of the spell he'd cast. One weaved over my heart. The sheer power of it, like an eruption that mirrors our pleasure as he followed through with his claim by cumming inside of me. His seed coated my insides enough that it spilled down around his length.
He tore his fangs from my neck and roared up at the ceiling, loud enough that it conquered the storm, creating his own.
Yet his hips kept going, and he didn't stop.
I looked up and saw the darkness reacting.
The way it swirled around his face, consuming his features, moving its way further over to the other side of the unmarred face.
For one shocking moment, it transformed him into the face of…
A demon.
I was shaken, yes, but I wasn't scared. I wasn't trying to get away from him.
If anything, I was clinging on, holding on to his biceps, feeling the strength like solid marble beneath my palms. My fingers were barely making purchase as I was trying to dig in, but there was no softness there.
Nothing pliable, yet I just held on, my nails embedding in his skin so that I could continue to ride out this rapture.
But then, as quickly as it had happened, his shadows beneath the skin started to recede, this time, travelling further than they had originally. Now retreating down to his neck, leaving his face unblemished by the darkness that had once consumed nearly half of it.
I gasped, shocked, at seeing him this way…seeing him whole.
He was incredible.
But just like me, his first orgasm hadn't been his only.
As I could tell, it was starting to build once more.
And he had no idea about those shadows, even as he placed his forehead to mine.
His powerful thrusts driving me even higher.
Once more, tearing an orgasm out of me. At the same time, he too experienced his second.
And at this, the shadows, his power, shot out of him, cocooning us in darkness.
So, there was only he and I, in the center of our own hurricane.
It was incredible, and it was only as we were coming down from our euphoric high that the shadows settled.
Slowly dropping from the air to meet the floor before slithering back to their master.
Once again merging against his skin, but this time leaving a handsome face to behold.
My hand reached up to his now unmarred cheek, and I whispered,
“You were beautiful before, and you are beautiful now” His eyes held surprise, and then a slight confusion as my words fully penetrated. His eyes shot to seek out the floor-length window across from us, where he could now see the reflection of our bodies painting a picture.
His glowing eyes narrowed, making me wonder what he now saw in himself. I didn’t doubt that his eyesight was far greater than my own. So, I wasn’t surprised when I heard the small gasp leave his lips.
He quickly looked down at his body, holding himself above me, keeping our hips connected. That small breath of relief when he saw the darkness hadn’t left him completely told me how important it was to him.
But not as important as something else.
I knew that when his heated gaze rose back to meet my own. The look of wonder in them gave me a power I had never felt before. Even more so when his thoughts soon followed,
“You tamed my darkness… my fated goddess… my only love…”
“…My reason to let go of a vengeful heart.”