Feeling a coldness run through my fingers, I look down, realising my hands are no longer at my sides but firmly implanted on the bare chest in front of me.
“I will help you take down the human king and his son, and Saff’s egg is hers to do with as she pleases,” Fury replies nonchalantly.
Everything I have come to this Goddess-forsaken place for is within my reach, but he is jesting if he thinks I have forgotten his earlier words about my sister. “What of my sister?”
Leaning down so our faces are close enough to touch, Fury responds, “I can bring her soul back, if you wish. Once I am off this island, of course.”
Without hesitation, I say, “Yes, I want her back. Of course I want her back.” His earlier words rankle me, and my blood thrums. “Give me your word?”
A sneer spreads across Fury’s face, and his lips almost touch mine as he says, “I give you my heart and my word, my sweet Dove.”
And without a stroke of hesitation, Fury’s lips descend on mine, devouring me whole. My monster in the dark. Time seems to stand still as my body and mind try to uncover the logic of what is going on. I wilt against his chest, Fury’s hands fully supporting my head and lower back with his all-embracing hold.
Pulling back from our kiss, he nuzzles and scrapes his fangs along the woven patch of skin under my ear and whispers, “Sing for me, pet.” He caresses his lips along my chin and ear lobe, tickling all the right places, making me moan.
Once again, he dives back for my lips, and the thought of stopping him is a long-forgotten memory. I bleed for Fury, my scent freelygliding down my legs forhim,making him groan languidly into my mouth.
My head spins as the undeniable need to bury myself in this newfound passion infuses my broken heart.
And I feel it birthing a connection, a deep yearning twined in eternity.He is doing it.And, moment by heart-aching moment, I feel a shift in my chest, making room for a new God bond.
A not-so-unwelcome God bond, it seems, as my body fully opens to the God in front of me. My arms snake around his neck, tugging him further into my mouth, not wanting this feeling of adrenaline and ecstasy to end. Both bonds hum inside my chest, not battling but dancing in harmony with one another like all along, they were waiting, searching for each other. It feels like bliss, yet something is still missing with Rivern’s bond so far away, trying and failing to call him closer to us.
I didn’t want one bond, and here I am, with two, revelling in the arms of my second bonded.Hypocrite. That’s what I am.Right now, with Fury’s energy working its way through my body, I do not care what my brain has to say. The only other time I have felt like this is within Rivern’s arms. My thoughts are nothing but mush on the floor of my mind, and surely, a puddle on the floor beneath our feet.
Exhaling aloud, I realise Fury is no longer kissing me but holding my cheeks andnotkissing me. I sulk out a breath as he chuckles, “It is done.”
My eyes ping open.Surely, it is not that easy. All we did was kiss.
“Don’t we need to—” I take my hands from around his head, and they flail around.
“No, we don’t need to fuck to seal the bond.”
My whole body jerks back at his voice in my head. Now, of all the people I’ve ever known, I’m aware I have more voices than normal running around in my head, but hearing the velvety, alluring purr of Fury in my head is unexpected.
“How?” Fury rubs at my temples in a soothing motion, and my body loosens up a bit.
“If you wish to communicate with me, all you have to do is intend for me to hear it and vice versa. Wherever you are, distance does not hinder our connection as we are fully bonded now.”His eyes gleam as he continues his ministrations of my heart and head. “As for the fucking, we will get to that in time, and I am a God, my pet.”
As if the statement “I am a God”magically resolves all the questions in my head.
“It should.”The smooth voice once again makes an appearance.
Unleashing my hold from around his neck, I shove at his chest. “Get out of my head, Fury!”
“Mmm, pet, say it again.” I stop my trek backwards and grimace. The string now binding us together pulls at my chest, bringing me towards him. Fury matches my steps back together, looking very pleased with himself. “My name, pet. Say my name again,” his voice tickles my neck as he bends down to brush his fangs along my erratic pulse point.
In fact, my whole body has a mind of its own as it sags against his chest, giving all of myself to him. Tingles zip up my fingertips that have lodged themselves unceremoniously into the bare, naked chest in front of me.
“I know you feel it, too.”That enchanting voice makes a reappearance, and I shudder—full-body quakes as his fangs and lips move back and forth on my pulse.
Back and forth.
Back and forth…
Again and again and again. A symphony of lips, tongue and scraping teeth, my mind pure drivel to his musings over my body.
“Fury?” a voice growls off from the side of us.
