They snap open at my command, dazed with carnal desire. I reward her rare obedience by pressing two fingers into her, nearly coming undone at the tight way her body clenches around them. I work her furiously with my mouth, and though she’s taking pleasure in my ministrations, I’m taking far more.
Always fucking taking.But what was once my most damning quality feels right in this moment. I’ll take everything Willa offers me, every small piece, every fraction of time.
She shudders wildly, crying out as I scrape my teeth softly over her clit, and then soothe it with the flat of my tongue. Her fingers rake through my hair, digging into my scalp, pulling me closer. Her taste is fucking divine, and I devour her with a fervor closing on insanity as she rides my face.
“I’m going to—Niko, I’m so close—”
Her husky voice slides through me like silk, and with one more furious pump of my fingers, curled to hit the right spot inside her, Willa comes apart. Her skin flushes, and her climax floods my mouth. I drink down every bit of it with relish, licking her clean, sucking at her swollen lips.
I lap her taste from my fingers with a groan, and it dives relentlessly into my skull. A rhythmic chant ofmine, mine, mine.
She watches me with that feral gaze, her body limp and flushed on my throne. For a moment, I’m overcome by humility—Willa is stunning, a goddess of fire and vengeance, andI’mthe one she allowed to satisfy her. And if that’s all I ever get, I’ll spend the rest of my life thanking the star above for a moment of beauty in a life filled with only pain.
But Willa has other ideas, as my death releases her. She fists her fingers in my hair, tugging me over her. Her mouth collides with mine, a furious clash of tongue and teeth that leaves both of us breathless. She claws at my leather tunic with her nails, breaking our kiss only to pull it over my head. My shirt follows, discarded into a pile on the floor.
She yanks at the waist of my pants, dragging them down to palm the length of my cock. I groan at the feel of her small hand, at the feel ofher.The vibrancy of her magic dancing with the dark void of mine is enough to undo me completely; to untether me from earth and send me floating through time.
It’s what has drawn me to her since the beginning: the multitudes she contains. The way every piece of her was made to fit every piece of me. A perfect balance.
Willa leaps at me, and I rock back on my heels as I press her body to mine. As I revel in the soft brush of her skin, her lush breasts against the hard planes of my chest, the curves of her ass in my palms. Shedding my pants, I carry her to the window and set her on her feet. She gazes up at me in question, one I answer with a devilish grin. Spinning her around, I press her bare body against the glass pane.
My death spirals around her, the onyx ribbons only accentuating the way her skin glows in the soft lights of Letum shining through the glass.
“Someone will see,” she breathes, even as she presses her palms above her head.
I stand behind her, drinking in the reflection of us in the window.
“Good,” I tell her, stroking the head of my cock through her hot, wet center. “Let them see your power, Darling. Let them see the way you command the Carrion King, the way you revel in my death.”
Willa’s fingers splay over the glass, and she raises herself up to the balls of her feet, shimmying eagerly toward me. Her hair spills down her back in a shimmering curtain, as she gazes at me over her shoulder, eyes viciously dark and wild. I dig my fingers into her hips and lock onto her eyes, falling into the splashes of gold and green as I slide slowly into her.
I languish in her warmth, stretching her inch by inch, luxuriating in the way her body grips me, pulls me in. When I’m seated fully inside her, hands gripping her hips, my death spirals out around us both.
Unbidden, a wave of emotion spills through me. Scorching hot against the cold of my death, it lodges in my throat and radiates through my veins, and for the first time in my life, I feelwarm.
Perhaps after all these years, I’ve finally gone mad. As I dig the pads of my fingers into her soft thighs, it certainly feels like it.Like Willa’s pulled me from the wasted shell of a body wracked in agony and weakness and given me something whole.
Her toes rise off the floor as she wiggles back onto my cock, seating me so deeply inside of her I let out a groan of satisfaction. My control has always been a tenuous thing—little more than a fraying thread. And as I begin to move inside her, that control frays thinner and thinner with every flex of her muscled legs, with every moan that escapes her lips.
My power rakes through me as I grip Willa tighter, moving into her with rhythmic thrusts. I pepper kisses along her spine, tasting her skin and sweat, before placing my own hands over hers, leveraging myself against the glass to fuck her harder. She meets me thrust for thrust, her lashes fluttering, her decadent mouth whimpering and moaning as she takes me so well.
“Take as much of it as you need, Willa,” I urge her, an echo of my earlier promise. “Be that selfish little thing I know you are.” She cries out as I drive into her. “Take my death and my relief.”
Willa needs no encouragement. “Harder,” she pleads, half-moaning and entirely desperate. “Please,” she begs. “I need you.”
Her words wind around my heart, as tight and heated as her body. An eternal tether, binding me to her, carving her into my bones and branding her on my skin.
I weave our fingers together, leveraging my body to drive deeper, to hit the spot that makes her fucking shudder around me. I’m panting in her ear, sliding my mouth along her throat, pressing her more firmly against the glass.
“Please, Niko,” she cries out.
“Who knew such a vicious creature possessed such exquisite manners?” I whisper against her throat, thrusting into her as my own pleasure tightens at the base of my spine. “Say it again.”
“Please,” she practically sobs, as I reach between her body and the window to massage the apex of her thighs.
“My name,” I growl, punctuating each word with a thrust so hard, Willa has to lift to her toes.
She meets my gaze over her shoulder once more, and a thrill shoots through me at the perfect defiance lining her expression. Because I may have Willa sprawled out before me, taking her for mine before the whole fucking kingdom, but she will never cede to me. Not for one second since the moment we met, and certainly not now.
