“Ziros,” she whispers, and there’s a strange, powerful feeling that wraps around me as she speaks my name, power that binds me to her deeper.
“Yes,human?” I growl, pulling away from her neck. Tilting her chin up with one hand, and she moans as I slide out, then deeper back into her, moving my other hand to brace against the bed beside her head.
I’ve never felt so damn good in my life.
Everything about this feels so right.
Then she does something I don’t expect.
Light flashes out from her hand, the strand between us glowing brightly where it levitates in the air.
“It’s time, Ziros,” she says, her eyes glowing in the light of the strand. “Be free.”
Before I understand what’s happening, she slashes the strand with the light of her hand.
Power surges through me, and I groan, collapsing on top of her as every sensation intensifies, all that heat and lust and power now a thousand times stronger.
I groan, uncertain why I feel so strangely angry—angry and powerful and needing all of her.
“Human,” I growl against her neck, unable to restrain myself any longer. “What the hell have you done?”
The light fades from her hand, a moan escaping her lips as I bite down.
Hard.
Squeezing her exposed breast in one hand, pinching her nipple between two fingers until she gasps, whimpering, and I think I’m hurting her. I must be hurting her.
But I can’t stop.
Everything I am is power and hunger and need and lust.
Power.
Centuries of caged power rushes around me, a torrent that drives me harder and faster and deeper until she’s panting so hard, moaning so loud, she’s practically screaming.
I’m hurting her.
I’m certain I’m hurting her. I’m too strong. She’s too…human. We can’t work. This can’t work.
And yet Ineedher.
“Dammit, human,” I growl against her neck, the crest of my climax unavoidable now, and I let the power and thrill of her blood course through me as I suck hard, relishing the sound of her every whimper and moan as I thrust in and out harder and deeper and faster than before, until her voice rises and her mouth parts and she lets her head fall back even further.
“Ziros,” she moans, and I want to hear her say my name like that a thousand times over. “I lo—I’m—”
I don’t know what the hell she was about to say, because all that lust crashes inside me and I lose myself in the heat, her body like a vice squeezing my shaft as I explode.
Her moans grow louder, panting, and she wraps her arms around my back, hugging me tightly as if trying to hold me as deep as she can.
And then she flops back to the bed beneath me as the heat between us fades.
And for that one moment, one instant, everything is right in the world.
A perfect quiet hums between us.
“Good girl,” I whisper against her ear where she lies limp on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly with the fading crest of her orgasm. And I can’t help but shake my head. “You crazy, wild, amazing, human.”
But the power inside me is raging, growing by the second.
