“As you wish, little lupine.”
I slowly pull out, then roughly thrust my hips forward, plunging deep inside of her again.
I’m buried to the hilt, my balls resting against her tight, beautiful ass, as Aurora’s back arches off the bed with a hiss.
It takes a god’s worth of restraint not to come the second I bottom out.
I run my tongue over her ear, then whisper, “You have control over everything we do tonight. You say faster, I fuck you faster. You say harder, I fuck you harder. You say stop, and I stop. No questions asked. But right now, I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Do you understand?”
My hips twitch with need, barely restrained, waiting on her word.
When she finally nods, I fist my hand in her hair and stand up with a growl.
“That’s my girl.”
But when my gaze drops, I’m mesmerized by the way our bodies are so perfectly woven together. Flexing my hips, I softly pump into her. The sight of her tiny, soaked cunt stretching to accommodate my cock turns me savage.
A snarl rips through my chest, and without warning, I slam deep inside of her.
Aurora screams, her body arching as her nails rake down my back.
It’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard, outside of her laugh and her voice and …Shit!
These aren’t exactly the words of a fearsome, ancient being. They’re the words of something soft, something human, something not born of ice and void, but of flesh and marrow.
If Aurora asked me to go soft and slow, I would.
But hellfire and blackberry brambles twist through her soul. Soft won’t satisfy her. She needs sharp edges. She needs me.
She doesn’t want the man. She wants the monster.
Aurora moans and my mind goes blank. My soul claws at something I’ll never get back, because that sound dismantles me. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted and everything the universenever meant for me to have, soaked in sex and starlight and fucking hellfire.
“Yes! Fuck, Ezra. Please don’t stop.”
Her voice is husky, wrecked from moaning and screaming for me.
“As if I could,” I whisper against her ear. “I’m addicted to you. I will always need more, always need you.”
She arches into me, breath hitching with every thrust.
I run my hand down her chest, over the soft plane of her stomach, then find her clit with my thumb and press.
Aurora tangles her hands in her hair, fingers pulling tight, trying to ground herself against the rush of feeling.
This won’t do.
I still myself inside her and lean in, untangling her hands from her hair.
Gathering both wrists in one hand, I press her arms above her head and drag my teeth along her jaw.
“Don’t want you damaging your hair, little lupine.”
I nip at her ear, then kiss the edge of her mouth in exaltation even as I rut into her, desperate to thread myself through her, stitch by fucking stitch.
My shadows crawl up her legs, drawn to the flames already rising across her skin.
“Yeshua d’nash… look at you.” My voice breaks on the words. “Wrists in my hands. Fire on your skin. Legs spread and taking me so well. You’ve never looked more divine.”
