Elijah groaned and pressed his arousal into her ass, his grip on her hip bruising. “Fuck,” he muttered, his head lolling back and exposing his perfect, masculine throat. Echo moaned around his wrist as she imagined sinking her fangs into his neck.
The scent of need filled her nose, his and hers, and she knew the moment Elijah scented it. His head snapped up like an animal’s, his golden eyes piercing hers in the mirror. Upper lip curling with lust, with his free hand, he roughly unzipped her jeans and shoved them down to her knees.
Need, want, desire had her pulling deeper on his wrist as Elijah unzipped his own jeans and pushed them and his boxers down just enough to free his cock.
“Spread,” he grunted in her ear.
She did.
And suddenly, the hard heat of him was nudging at her entrance and then thrusting inside her, eased by her wetness.
He groaned as she pulled tighter on his wrist, drinking his blood as he fucked her against the bathroom sink.
It was primal and brutal.
There was no romance or sweetness.
It was pure animalistic passion and a reminder that they were alive.
In this moment, they were utterly alive.
Sated, Echo released his wrist from her fangs, his blood a smear across her lips as silver eyes held his golden ones and his cock thrust in and out of her body. So thick, so full, hitting all of her sensual nerves to build exquisite tension.
“Look at you,” he growled, his hips snapping faster against her ass. “Bend over.”
She did, and the angle change set off a streak of pleasured lightning between her thighs. Echo muffled her cry, reaching out to brace against the mirror as her mate drove deeper inside her.
Their harsh breathing filled the bathroom along with the sound of flesh meeting flesh.
It didn’t take long before the tension inside her shattered and Elijah covered her mouth to muffle her cry of release. He groaned deeply as her inner muscles throbbed around his cock, and he buried his face in her shoulder to dampen the sounds of his own climax.
Echo clenched greedily around him as he came, bliss erasing everything but them.
It was what she needed.
That they both needed.
When Elijah gently pulled out and turned her in his arms, he cupped her face in his hands. “I don’t want you to run from this.”
Remembering that moment before she almost died, Echo finally felt the last barrier between them fall. “I … can’t give you children. Being what I am, I can’t … I’m unable …”
His grip on her tightened. “Is that what’s holding you back? Fuck … Echo … all I need is you.”
“You might change your mind. Later on. Eternity is a long time.”
“I don’t even know if I can have children either. And who is to say what the future will bring in that regard? Look at Odette. Who knows, right? What I do know is that I won’t let you go over that. Never. Please believe me.”
At the sincerity in his eyes, Echo nodded. “I’m done running,” she promised. “I don’t want to lose you.”
Elijah squeezed his eyes closed and rested his forehead against hers. “I cannot explain the depth of my relief to hear that,” he whispered hoarsely. “But just so you know, I would have followed you anywhere. Iwillfollow you anywhere.”
Echo slid her arms around his waist and breathed in his scent. “Good. Because we have family to rescue, and I can’t do it without you.”
33
Fionn snapped his phone shut.“That was Bran. The Blackwood Coven were alerted to our fight with William. They’re on their way to London.”
“Good thing we’re on our way to Ireland, then,” Rose replied wryly, gesturing to their surroundings.
