This is everything I’ve wanted and needed. Kaden on his knees for me and only me, my core clenches as he slowly, reverently, drops my legs, kissing my knees, then thighs as if still tasting me.
My body shudders, mind blank except for the need for more.
He cages me against the wall, heat blistering as I pant. “You taste exquisite, like fruit from the Gods,” he whispers against my shoulder, fangs skittering my neck. “I need to feel you, kitten. Now.”
He quickly undoes his leathers, lifting me against the wall, arms firm and musclesbunching under my touch.
My mind isn’t keeping up, but I know this is what I want. Still, he pauses, brow furrowed.
I don’t let him pull away, grabbing his face. “Don’t,” I tell him, a repeat of when this all began.
He kisses me, stealing my words as I taste my release on his tongue, my hands hold him close, heart stuttering.
This goes beyond simple need and lust. This is rightness and salvation wrapped into the bodies of two monsters who see the other for more.
When he pulls back, I feel him at my core. “There are things we should probably discuss.”
“Probably,” I agree, mouth dry. “But not right now.” There are still too many secrets, too many unsaid emotions. That can wait. For now.
Kaden is a burning flame, meant to sear me to the bone and yet, he warms me. Like a torch in the night, he is a beacon and my body is all too eager to welcome him back. My heels dig into his back, forcing him closer.
Amber eyes flash, though his smirk is tight with restraint. “Tell me you want this, love.”
Narrowing my eyes, I ease him into me, just enough. It’s a tease, a taunt for us both and his jaw clenches.
“I wantyou,” I stress.
That’s all he needs. His hips snap forward, fitting himself completely inside me, friction deep as my body stretches to accommodate him.
Kaden growls, breathing harshly, teeth nipping at my earlobe. “You’re so fucking tight, kitten. You’ve turned me into an inexperienced Fae.”
I laugh, heart pounding. “So you won’t last?”
He pulls away until just the tip rests inside me, before slamming back, my tailbone grinding into the wall. It’s a delicious pain, pleasure and excitement rolled into one.
Then he stills, the jerk.
“For you? I’ll fight the world’s armies to keep you like this for as long as I can.” He sets a punishing rhythm, my body rocking along with him. Every thrust I meet, demanding more.
My body is full to the point of breaking, but I’m greedy. I want more—of him, of this. Whatever he’ll give me.
Gods, the Heartbond is a vicious thing, making me hungry for one person. Insatiable, needy.
Kaden pulls out before slamming back in. My body adjusts, pleasure skyrocketing as he moves. It’s brutal and slow, painful even but my thoughts blank as I just feel him.
This connection, this need to be with him, must be a combination of everything. All the lies, the secrets, the betrayals have twisted us so tightly into each other’s lives, that neither of us will be free of the other.
I don’t last long as Kaden pummels into me, before I’m grabbing his tunic to yell into his shoulder, riding the last dredges of my orgasm as he groans into my hair. Warmth floods me, his release giving me more pleasure than one would think.
“Fuck, Max.” He heaves, breaths stuttered. He looks absolutely wrecked. “What have you done to me?”
Chapter
Twenty-Three
MAX
Asudden weight startles me as I scramble to get out from under the sheets.
