Her strangled moan was answer enough. I licked along the base of her wings, and she writhed beneath me, one arm flung behind her to bury fingers in my hair, holding me close.
I chuckled. She was so close, I could taste it in the air. She was right where I wanted her.
I changed my rhythm, letting my fangs graze her wings. At the same time, Van pushed three fingers into her pussy, making her whole body clamp down. Her thighs locked around him as her ass clenched around me so tightly I couldn’t move.
Her voice tore through the night as she came between us. “Mmm, fuck! Oh… oh fucking god!”
?*She collapsed like melted sugar, soft, trembling, but I wasn’t done. Not even close.
I ripped her away from Van and the vines, slamming her into the railing. Gripping her hips like they were the last thread to my sanity, I drove into her with punishing force. I was going to break her, then rebuild her in my name. I would ruin her for anyone else and make her mine.
Van shouted something. I bared my fangs and snarled at him, not breaking my stride.
Aniyah flung a hand behind her, panting as I kept pounding into her like they weren't having a lovers’ quarrel. “Stop! I... got... this.”
“You’re hurting her,” Van growled, not understanding. She wasn’t hurting; she was simply facing the dark beast she’d awakened.
Her hand trembled as it cupped my cheek, guiding my face to hers like he hadn’t said anything. She licked the blood from my lips and tongued my fangs, making my hips stutter and my heart flip.
“That’s right, Lucus,” she whispered. “Bend me. Break me. Make me yours. I can take it, all of it, as long as it’s you.”
A growl built in my throat, deep and feral. Logic evaporated. Her permission shattered every chain on my instincts.
I slid out of her ass and flipped her around, hoisting one leg over my shoulder and slamming into her sweet, wet, cunt.
We groaned in unison at the contact. The unbearable heat, the tension, the need that lived here between her thighs, had been waiting for me. This was who we were.
I pistoned into her with reckless speed, bending low to take her nipple into my mouth before piercing her breast with a fang and drinking deeply.
Her head fell back, hands clawing through my hair as she rode me, hips rolling in rhythm with mine. We moved like animals, dirty, desperate, divine. We couldn’t stop, even as blood, cum, and sweat coated us. We’d never stop.
I let her breast go and licked at the wounds, then glanced up and saw the mess I’d made of her neck. My mind cleared for a split second. The pain I felt disappeared, along with the anger, and what was left over was just raw vulnerability. The fear that she didn't want me, that she was going to reject me because we weren't bonded.
I needed to tell her that this wasn't about the others or her running the club or even being a gangster. I just wanted to stay by her side; that was all I wanted.
Leaning in, I whispered, my voice so ragged it would seem like I’d been running. “I... I don’t care. Just don’t leave me behind.”
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as I drove into her, hard, deep, brutal. My mark would live inside her even if she told me no with her next breath.
She trembled violently, her voice a shaky rasp as she pressed her lips to my throat. “I won’t. You’re mine now.”
My heart soared at her breathless words because I knew they were real. In just a few syllables, she’d given me a place at her side, no rejection, no distance. Even if she couldn’t promise me the title of mate yet, she wasn’t pushing me away, and for now, that was enough.
I only had a second to feel the joy of having her say I was hers until she bit me on my neck. Hard. Her blunt teeth broke through skin, and I roared, hips jerking uncontrollably as I poured myself into her, marking her in return.
We collapsed against each other, bodies heaving, soaked in lust and blood, but she wasn’t done.
Her hand snaked down between us and wrapped around the base of my cock. Pulling me free, she slowly pumped me before she dropped to her knees. Her lips wrapped around my cock, licking me clean of the blood, cum, all of it, while she moaned like I was the sweetest sin she’d ever tasted.
My body spasmed again, and I nearly came just from her mouth. Again.
Why was she so damn perfect? How did she drive me so insane?
When I could finally think again, I knew she'd broken me because I couldn't figure out why I had been so mad to begin with. All I knew was that after this, I would never be the same.
She stood slowly, licking her lips, her stare locked onto mine as she gave me a wicked grin.
“Now,that’sa proper peppermint swirl.”
