Page 54 of Taken By the Blood God

The strange hesitancy on his face vanished as he leaned forward to brace his weight on one arm. His other hand guided his cock exactly where I needed it. I lifted my hips as the tip of his erection slipped inside me.

Talant rocked his hips, pressing in a little deeper before pulling back. I moved with him, helping him work his cock deeper into my body. I ran my hands down his sides until my fingers curled into his ass, urging him to move faster.

“I don’t want…” Talant paused as my body clenched around him. “To hurt you.”

“You’re not,” I argued. “I need more.”

“Patience,” he groaned, refusing to let me yank his hips closer.

Frustrated, I lifted my head and sank my teeth into his pectoral muscle. Talant went rigid over me for a split second before he shoved his cock completely inside me.

“Yesss,” I hissed, my head falling back.

He braced both hands on the ground just above my shoulders, his wrists brushing the sides of my neck.

“You want me to fuck you hard and deep?” he asked, his hips canting back as he withdrew from me.

“Yes!” I answered.

When he slammed into me again, my body jerked. Only his hands on the ground above my shoulders kept me from sliding across the grass from the force of his thrust. My legs vised around his hips, and my pussy clenched hard around his length.

“Don’t you dare stop,” I demanded, my nails digging into the hard muscle of his ass when he didn’t move again.

For once, he did exactly what I told him to do. Talant fucked me with hard, deep strokes that made my pussy ache in the best way. My clit throbbed each time his skin slapped against me, still sensitive from my earlier orgasm.

I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were burning from within, pure flames dancing in his irises. His jaw was clenched, his mouth tight as he hammered into me. Heat poured from his body, fire licking my skin. A tongue of the flames kissed my clit, the burn nothing but pleasure.

I shattered. My vision blurred as my head tilted back and my cry soared into the night sky. Talant lowered his body onto mine, resting his weight on his elbows and trapping my arms at my sides. His lips crashed against mine as his thrusts slowed until he drove deep inside me one last time and stilled. His body shuddered, and his groan vibrated across my tongue and down my throat as he came.

His kiss grew gentle and slow, lips tugging at mine before sweeping his tongue inside my mouth. It was the most tender kiss a man had ever given me, and there was a shiver inside me, deep within my chest. It was the same place that housed my magic. The very center of my soul. My eyes closed as that shiver washed through my body into my limbs. There was no going back from this moment. My magic, my soul, recognized him now.

And I feared what would become of me when he eventually left me behind.

Chapter

Twenty-Two

Talant

I left my face buried in the curve of Minerva’s neck, my heart pounding in my chest and my magic sparking beneath my skin.

It had taken every sliver of my self-control not to sink my fangs into her throat once I was inside her. I wanted to possess all of her—her body, her blood, her magic.

Her heart.

The urge had been so overwhelming that I’d lost control over my magic, the fire inside me bursting through my skin and burning my eyes.

Even in that uncontrolled state, my magic had recognized her and hadn’t hurt her. Though I already knew that she was the other half of my soul, this proved it. Only my mate could withstand my flames without burning.

A cool breeze skimmed my back, and Minerva shivered beneath me. I realized her cheek was cold when I shifted my face to press a kiss just below her ear.

The night was becoming cooler, and my little witch didn’t have her own fire to warm her. She only had mine.

I let the heat of my magic warm my skin, and she cuddled closer, her arms and legs twining around me. The movementmade her pussy clasp my cock tighter, and I groaned against her throat.

“Stop that,” I murmured, finally lifting my head to look down at her.

Bright golden eyes peered up at me from her flushed face. Her lips were red and swollen from my kisses and the nips of my teeth. Her red hair was tangled with the grass beneath us and slightly damp from where the blades had been crushed by our movements.

---