“She’s inside me now. Or maybe I’m inside her. We haven’t figured out the edges yet. Can we talk about it later? Please, the ache is unbearable. I need you, Ezra.”
When Aurora moans, slipping her hand between her legs, a shadow tendril slithers up her spine, pressing closer, aching to feel what she feels.
“You are breathtaking, Aurora. In all my eons, no god, no monster, no human has ever rivaled your beauty. I can relieve that ache for you, little goddess.” When I replace her hand with mine, rolling slow circles around her clit, my shadows shudder.
They’re learning. And they like it.
“Mm, yes. Ezra,” her strange, echoing voice whispers against my neck.
Sitting up, I lean my back against the headboard and pull Aurora into my lap so she’s facing me, then I wrap her legs around my waist. She has the position of power. My hungry gaze drifts up her body as her hellfire wraps around both of us, flickering and dancing.
I’m in so fucking deep.
I run my tongue along her neck, and when I nip at her ear, a quiet moan escapes her beautiful, pouty lips.
“Tell me what you need, Aurora.”
My teeth graze her neck as her hand reaches for my cock.
“Your hands feel so good wrapped around me. I need to be inside of you, sweet girl.”
I reach my hand between her legs and run my fingers along her soaked cunt.
“Even power doesn’t change how your body begs for me. I’m going to fuck you full and make sure it stays there, little vixen.” I slowly push two fingers into her, then curl them, hitting the spot that makes her beg.
Aurora grabs my hair and yanks my head back, daring me to fight her for control.
My shadows freeze, stunned by the one thing they’ve never seen: me beneath someone else’s power.
But this isn’t a loss. This isn’t defeat.
This is worship.
She’s testing me, and fuck if I don’t want to fail.
I want her to break me open and crawl inside.
I want her to take everything.
“Nai … Malaka, nai,” I whimper, my fingers digging into her thighs.
She leans down, her voice dripping with something dark and ancient.
And when she purrs, “Will you bemygood boy tonight?” my shadows don’t just shatter, they fucking kneel.
A collective ripple shudders through them, their presence thick and heavy and wanting. A tendril slithers up my ribs, curling possessively over my stomach, offering itself to her, aching to be what she wants.
Another coils around my throat and squeezes, offering my submission not with words, but in the slow, pulsing rhythm of blood spilling from a slit throat.
“Yes, little queen. I will.”
I can barely catch my breath as her sharp new canines nip at my ear. It’s bliss, giving in, giving up, letting her take full control.
“May I make a request, Aurora?”
It’s a calculated risk, one I take with my throat bared and my shadows trembling. Because whatever she is now … I want it. I wanther.
“You may, shade. I wish to please you. I want all of you, Ezra.” Aurora leans back to look into my eyes.
