“I will get you there, sweetling. I promise,” the Dark God said.
I was too far gone to respond. His fingertips reached around my hips and found my clit. A sob broke from my chest, but I only had a second, because then he shoved his cock inside of me, and I was not sure I’d ever be able to breathe again.
CHAPTER 28
GARRICK
I waited as longas I could to return, but it was never long enough. No number of hours would erase my need for Koryn. Every part of me yearned for her. I wanted the closeness we’d shared in the Seven Gates, in constant danger but shielded from the rest of Velora. We had not shared our pasts, but we’d shown our wounds. Now she gave me nothing.
So, every night, I waited until she was asleep. Or, at least, pretending to be. Then I removed my outer layers and took up my spot on the chair. When her eyes were closed, I let myself watch her. I imagined lying beside her in my bed, listening to her unburden her worries. Slowly, we would ask the questions we had not dared before. We’d take each other apart, layer by layer, until everything was bare and honest between us. And then I would lay her back and take her body, worship her curves, show her how much I loved her in every way I could imagine.
But those were my waking dreams. Once I fell asleep, I only had nightmares. Balar Shan held too many memories, each one determined to destroy another piece of me. Without Koryn safe in my arms, it would destroy her, too.
Exhaustion tugged at me as I rounded the final corner to our bedroom. I did not know if she still thought of it as mine. Everyword between us was difficult. Stilted. Words had always been hard. Actions were easier. Touching her was easiest. But like the damn idiot I was, I’d told her and myself that I’d only take her body when I could also have her heart.
I stopped just short of the door. I’d learned to control my emotions without the techniques that Koryn used. But since meeting her, the control I’d so long prided myself on had shredded. I dragged in a breath and counted, just as I’d seen her do. How high did she count… one, two, three, four… I leaned my head forward to rest it against the solid plane of the door…
Koryn’s cry punched through the thick wood, reaching me with more clarity than it should have. Rational thought deserted me, replaced by the primal need to get to her.
But the door creaked open before I even touched the handle.
I could not have frozen faster if Koryn had used her power to root me to the ground, or if my father had compelled my feet to fasten in place.
The sound of soft moans, low and needy, assaulted my ears. I sucked in a breath, only to be overwhelmed by the thick scent of her arousal. The room was familiar, but the scene inside was completely new. Except that it was eerily close to my daydreams. The ones I staunchly ignored.
The door was only open a few inches, but it was enough for me to see my Lifebind, kneeling on the bed. Her face was buried between her arms, her full breasts skimming across the coverlet as she rocked back and forth. I knew those sounds, even the muffled ones, as she shifted and thrashed. She was desperate with need. Desperate for the man who stood behind her. The Dark God.
The long planes of his naked body were as elegant and unbelievably perfect as the black leather he always wore. His olive skin glinted, moonlight gilding one side, firelight the other.There was power in his limbs, unmistakably. But it was subtler than my own. More refined.
A dark blue tattoo marked his chest, right over his heart. I recognized the symbol—two chevrons nestled together. I’d seen the matching one, smaller but identical, on the inside of Koryn’s thigh. The mark of her bargain with the Dark God.
As I watched, Koryn’s sounds became more frantic. She was only seconds away from begging.
“I will get you there, sweetling. I promise,” the Dark God crooned.
He reached around her hips. From this angle, I could not quite see his hand, but I recognized the low keening sound from Koryn’s lips as his long fingers found her clit.
It should have hurt to see them together like this. Any sane man would have been enraged to see the one he loved being pleasured by another—giving herself to another. Despite what Koryn said, she was incapable of giving only her body. Her heart was too big for that. To allow him to touch her like this meant she’d already given him some piece of her soul.
Instead, I ached.
For her touch… and for his.
I wanted to be the one holding Koryn’s hips, wringing those feral sounds from her throat. And I wanted to know what touches would bring the almighty Dark God to his knees.
He pulled away his hand long enough to position himself at her entrance. Koryn trembled at the loss, her soft curves loose and full of need. I caught a glint of silver just as he entered her. Fucking hell. Two metal balls bracketed the piercing through the head of his cock. I held my breath to keep in the groan that built inside my throat.
Then he slammed into her, the round cheeks of her ass wobbling as his cock disappeared inside of her, and I gave in. I reached for my own.
I fumbled with the wool of my trousers. Koryn was not the only one desperate for release. I lodged my lower lip between my teeth as I finally managed to pull my cock free, swallowing the sound of relief. It was only my hand, but I needed it more than I’d realized.
The Dark God pulled back slowly until only the very tip of his cock remained inside her. I mimicked the motion with my hand, pinching the tip between my thumb and forefinger. The sight of Koryn spread out before him was almost enough to make me spill.
As I watched, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck. She shivered on his cock. His reaction was immediate. He threw back his head, his normally still features transformed. His thick, dark brows knitted together, his plush mouth pursed as he sucked in a frantic breath of air.
Koryn could not see it. She’d drawn it from him, but I was the one who got to see it. That exquisite moment belonged to both of us.
I leaned into the doorframe, my body tremoring in tandem with Koryn’s.
