Raziel had asked her when the last time she’d had sex in her real form had been…Not since before he’d killed her family. So it wastight.
But at least she was ready.
As ready as she could be.
She tried to drop her head, tried to hide, tried to focus on the sensation of him at her core as the pressure built. But he pulled back on the leash every time she did, forcing her to arch her back.
“Keep your eyes onme,Nadi,” he snarled. “I’m the one you’re fucking.I’mthe one you wanted.I’mthe one you’re here with.”
Like she’d ever forget any of this, for better or worse. He was the one who had her bodyscreamingnot just in need, but in need forhim and only him.
When finally the pressure was too much and her body gave way, a cry broke from her that was half pain and half bliss. And he caught it with his lips, suddenly sitting up to catch her in a kiss that almost made her weep with an emotion she couldn’t name. Wouldn’t name.
His hips rolled beneath her, a primal and instinctive motion that he clearly couldn’t control. The fingers of one of his hands dug into her hips as he obviously struggled to keep himself still beneath her.
When he parted from the kiss, his words were once more little more than a growl. “Never felt anything—quite—” He layback with a shudder. “You are forcing me to rethink my opinion of fae…”
“Shut…up.” She could barely breathe. Barely think. All that existed washim.And the feeling of him.Moons.It hadn’t ever felt like this before. She kept lowering herself on him, little by little, feeling him stretch and fill her.
It was so different in her true form. Not just the sensation of him. But she was truly exposed. Trulyherself.There was no more hiding. No more avoiding him. No more evading what she’d been trying to keep from him—and herself—this entire time.
“Look at you…” His words were a breathless exhale. “Flawless creature…”
She couldn’t take any more of him. The strain of him was a dull ache that was threatening to send her over the edge from just his presence inside of her alone. There was only one problem. There was still more of him left.
And she knew what he was going to do…
He gripped her hip hard with one hand, and shifted his other hand to her shoulder. Pressing down, he snapped his hips up toward her.
A sensation slammed through her that was beyond any ecstasy she had ever felt before. All the pent-up release from the torture he’d levied on her combined with the sudden violent impact had her seeing white and unable to even make a sound as he pressed her body down onto his with every ounce of his strength.
He wasn’t being gentle with her anymore.
He was a vampire. And she was fae. She could take it and he knew it.
She couldn’t cry out. Couldn’t make a sound. Could only sit there, impaled on him, shivering in her ecstasy as her body clenched and released around in him in waves.
He wasn’t immune from it either, lying there beneath her, his fangs extended as he grimaced, snarling as he clearly tried to maintain control.
When she could breathe again, she could only summon one word. “F—fuck…”
Raziel’s eyes were blown out, almost black with how dilated they were. “Yes, indeed.” He looked almost feral. “I suggest now…you begin to do exactly that, little fae…OrI will do it for you.”
It was clear that was a threat.
But despite what had just transpired, it seemed her own body wasn’t sated either. The fire in her still ached for him. Ached for what it felt, buried deep inside her. His grip changed, once more wrapping the leather strap around his hand behind her back.
“Begin.”
An order she was keen to obey, for once. She lifted her hips, feeling the glorious friction of him as he slid from her, before driving them back down, the deep pressure of him returning.
It was just as he had said. Perfect.
Each time she repeated the action, she gasped as she filled herself with him, loving it more and more. Every inch of him seemed fitted to her. Just a little too much in all the right ways.
He tightened the pressure on the leash and her body reacted in kind. It was wrong, but shelovedhow that felt. Loved the bizarre combination of helplessness and control as she set the tempo and fucked herself on top of him.
“That’s it…” Raziel smoothed his hand over her stomach, his fingers splayed. “Good, my beautiful assassin. How does it feel? Soon, I’ll take every part of your body as my own. Every ounce of you will bemineandmine alone.”
