His blunt words heated my cheeks, stirring my body awake again.
Real and imaginary, we taunted each other. Hands touched, lips kissed, tongues licked, fingers stroked every patch of skin.
“Gods.” He clenched his teeth as I kissed him while I also took his length into my mouth, sucking and humming. Deepening our kiss, I could feel his tongue between my legs, stealing my breath.
“Kovacs,” he growled.
I lifted my hips, sliding slowly down him, his size filling me to the point of torture, jolting my nerves with desire. Both of us halted with a sharp inhale.
My head fell back, my lids fluttering. Nothing had ever felt so good, forcing me to walk the line of sanity.
His hips hitched up, hitting a different place inside me, forcing a hoarse gasp from my lungs.
“Kibaszott pokolba!” Fucking hell!His fingers gripped my hips as I rode him harder, hitting even deeper than we had before, the man’s presence filling every inch of me. Haunting. Looming. I couldn’t hide or run. He was everywhere and in everything.
Sparks danced around us, the bones clattering. Our vigor crashed into every surface, breaking like waves, drowning us.
My climax raced even faster to the edge than the first, knowing now how unbelievable it felt, though I never wanted to stop.
“I want to feel your fuckin’ pussy clench around me, Kovacs.” His fingers rubbed the bundle of nerves, lashing a scream from my lungs, blinding my vision.
Once again, scenes flashed behind my lids. A bawling newborn, the night sky exploding with magic over the fussing baby coated with afterbirth, the thick substance sliding into the dirt. Images jumped to Warwick dead in the field, the war bustling around him, me over him.
His eyes popped open, gasping with life. “Sötétdemonom.”
My vision snapped back. Aqua eyes stared back into mine, the same ones from that night. Our bodies were too close to bliss to stop, but I could see it in his eyes, the way he stared back at me with confusion and awe.
He had seen the same thing I did.
Again and again, he slammed into me. Sweat trickled between my breasts, his tongue catching the drops before he tossed me onto my back, pushing up my knees and fucking me with brutal ferocity. The skeletons jangled and clattered as our energy filled the small room.
My cries rose as I felt myself start to spin out of control.
“Now, my dark demon,” he ordered. “Fucking come for me.”
My body shattered on demand again, seizing around him intensely, and I burst into stardust. Bolts of lightning tingled my skin and twirled over my nerves. He exploded inside me, bellowing loudly, spurring another climax within me.
My mind blacked out, forgetting to breathe, nails digging and scratching into his back. I felt him pulse in me as my body continued to clench him like a vise. He fell on top of me with a groan.
We both stayed frozen as we came down, breaths heavy and panting.
“Holy shit,” I whispered, dazed, no longer part of reality. Energy tingled and melted my muscles, my mind shattered. I could still feel him inside and around me.
“Yeah.” Warwick blew out. Going up on his elbows on either side of my head, he lowered his head, kissing me. “I think I lost consciousness for a moment.” He kissed me again before rolling off me, falling on his back with a huff, splaying out like he couldn’t move. “Fuck, woman... I’ve been with human, fae, and mixed... sometimes six at a time?—”
“Seriously?” I hit his chest, frowning.
He snorted, snatching my hand, his voice low and coarse. “Let’s just say I’ve never blacked out. Not even close.” He tugged me into his side.
“So that wasn’t normal sex with a legend?” I arched one brow in a taunt.
“I didn’t say that.” He grinned cheekily. “But no one has ever been able to keep up or challenge me.” His throat vibrated. “That’s why I always needed so many.”
“Are you saying little ol’ me was enough to please the great Warwick Farkas?”
His body curled over mine, his lips claiming my own. “Whatever the fuck you are... you did more than that.”
Whatever the fuck you are.
