Die for her.
Burn everything that ever touched her.
She’ll be at the shop later today to meet with Thane. It’s the perfect opportunity to show her the lengths I would go to please her.
I shift into my Umbraeth, preparing to slip through the bedroom window, but something stops me.
My shadows resist—trembling with refusal, pulling against me.
They don’t want to leave her.
Neither do I.
I force them back, ignoring the way they cling to the bed, the way they twitch toward her skin, the way they fight me.
They’ve never fought me before. But I don’t have time to dwell on it now.
As I phase through the window, I growl, desperately wishing I could curl my body around hers and sleep for the first time in a billion years.
Instead, I float through the woods, allowing my mind to race and wander.
Why did Aurora dream about me in the first place? She doesn’t even know me, not really.
Why the fuck is Aurora living with a hellhound?
And what was that flickering orange glow that surrounded her at the peak of her orgasm? It almost looked like she was on fire.
I’ve been alive a long time, and I’ve never seen anything like that.
When I finally return home, I shift into my Løkkda and groan from the painful pressure that’s been building in my cock since I left her.
In my haste, I stumble onto the porch and almost trip over a thermos sitting on the welcome mat right outside my front door.
Okay, a little odd, but my mind is elsewhere, so I kick it aside.
The minute I’m through the door, I slam it shut, unzip my pants, and roughly stroke my cock.
I know I just came, but the little lupine does something to me.
She makes me fucking savage without even touching me.
I close my eyes, trying to remember the feel of her perfectly stiff nipple in my mouth, the way her round hips bucked offthe bed, the tight wetness of her perfect cunt, and the sweet whimpers that fell from her full lips.
Within seconds, I come so hard I almost pass out.
I have to jerk myself off two more times before I feel remotely sane again.
And even then, it’s not enough.
After a quick shower, I sit down at the island in my kitchen and jot down a few notes on what I know about the little goddess so far.
After billions of years of boredom, I’ve finally found something that consumes me.
Aurora.
She’s a mystery. A puzzle I must solve.
And if I have to destroy myself to do it?
