I placed my palms beneath my head and closed my eyes, giving myself over to this woman.
Mywoman. My perfect match. The only person I’d ever love.
Her mouth took the place of her fingers, and she kissed from my ear to my chin, moving down across my neck, where she nipped.
“Shall I claim you with my own form of brand, sear myself into your flesh like you do each time you stake your claim on my body?” my temptress asked.
“Yes,” I whispered. “Mark me, love.”
She bit down on my neck, and my groan ripped out.
She spread her legs wider around my hips, settling herself over my stiff cock. Her wetness coated my shaft.
Fuck.
I inhaled sharply, my arms tensing. It was all I could do not to flip her over and drive myself inside her, ride her until she shrieked out her joy. I loved that her hunger mirrored my own, that she needed me as much as I did her.
I slid my hands across her hips and gripped tight. I wanted to lift her, place the head of my cock at her entrance, then push her down. Impale her with all I had to give. Everything hadbeen stolen from me but my soul and what was left of my tortured body. These, I gave to her freely.
I wanted to offer her this moment of pleasure in a world full of too much sadness, in a world that would soon be torn apart in a way the fae realm had never seen before. So I stroked across her belly and up to her breasts, cupping them, teasing the nipples to ripe buds. Rising, I sucked one into my mouth.
Her head tilted back, her hair cascading along her spine, and she moaned, a heady sound that only drove me closer to exploding.
One touch from this woman was all it took—all it would ever take. She was the other half of me. She had been from the instant she was born. We were destined from that moment, for this life and beyond.
With a nudge and a heady smile, she settled me back on the bed. “You’re distracting me.”
“I thought that was the point.” I pouted. Me. Pouted. This woman had changed me. Not the Vexxion the world saw, but the man I was inside. Without her, I was lost. With her, I was infinitely better. I couldn’t describe it in any other way.
Now I lived, when before, I’d merely existed. I’d been awash in muted grays, but she gave me vivid colors.
She kissed across my scars, and the feel of her tongue was a distant, scratchy thing that somehow healed me where I needed it most. I was humbled by the affection this woman gave me so freely, stunned that she saw everything that made up Vexxion and still found a way to love me.
Her hot mouth moved past my scars and across my chest, and she took care to attend to each of my nipples, her lipsspreading in a smile as she adorned each with kisses. Then she moved on to my abdomen.
“It’s not fair,” she muttered as she dragged her tongue between each ridge.
“What’s not fair?” It tickled yet it didn’t, and my cock decided the matter, smacking against her chest. It wanted inside her body. It wanted to plunge into her hot and fast. It wanted me to pump into her until she cried out my name.
“That your body’s shaped like this.”
My laugh snorted out, though it was soon muffled by a groan when she licked up the length of my cock. “Would you rather my body wasn’t shaped like this?” I bit out, barely holding onto a thread of my self-control.
Speaking of threads. I let a few of them loose. They so rarely got to find joy in life. They were tools I wielded with precision, horrifying weapons of death. Now I used them to give my fury pleasure, and I felt them rumble with the same exquisite need inside me as they glided down her back and others slid between her legs.
She’s wet. Incredibly wet as always. My precious love.
Her breath caught, and her eyes rolled back before she shook her head and regained her focus.
You’re still in control, which means I’m not trying hard enough,she said in a sultry voice that tickled across my spine.
It was a game for us now. Who would give in first?
I dare your threads to do what they will,she said with a laugh in my mind.
I slid some inside her while the finer ones coiled around her clit, tugging and stroking.
Her moan was the headiest sound I’d ever heard. I wanted to hear it every single day of my life.
