Page 78 of Veil of Shadows

I found myself nodding. If I was going to give my virginity to anyone, I wanted it to be him. “I want that, Jax. So much.”

He growled once more, and a flash of power rippled in the air around him. In my next blink, he was crawling up my body, his erection thick and heavy between my legs. He kissed my stomach, my breasts, everywhere his mouth encountered. All the while, the power around him grew and coiled, growing more dominant, more demanding.

“You’re sure?” he rasped.

I nodded again. “Yes.”

His eyes took on a feral look as his hard body hovered above me, and when his lips reached my neck, where my collar locked away the entirety of my power, his eyes flashed on the purple gem. A moment of anger stole over him, but then his mouth found mine.

“I don’t know if I can be gentle,” he said into my mouth, his kisses raw and desperate. “Rutting is primal, and my stag instincts have been demanding it for...a while.”

“I don’t want gentle,” I replied in between kisses because if this was to be my only time with him, I wanted all of him, all of his magic, all of his cock, all of his power. I wanted itall. “Iwantprimal.”

His lips curved in absolute satisfaction, and he flipped me on my stomach, then lifted my arse in the air.

My arousal tripled from his rough movements, his uncensored desire flaming me to a spiraling peak.

“Goddess, look at you.”

I glanced over my shoulder. Jax was staring at my core, at my round rump, my glistening folds. Leaning down, he licked me, his tongue parting my entrance before he sucked on my nub again.

A moan escaped me. On my hands and knees, I leaned forward, resting on my elbows and pushing my entrance against his face.

A strange sound came from his throat, part grunt, part growl, and it was entirely hypnotic. He lapped and kissed me again until he worked me into another fevered pitch.

“Jax, I’m so close to coming!”

A shudder ran through me as he lifted himself, kneeling behind me. “Not yet, my beautiful mate. You’re to come on my cock.”

His dominant demand had me aching so deeply, and the desperate need to be pushed over the edge had me ripping and clawing at the sheets.

He gripped my hips with both hands, and his stiff erection brushed against me.

My walls clenched, wanting him, seeking him, but he just brushed the head of his cock against me again.

My breath sucked in.

“You’re sure?” he asked, his voice raspy and low. “You want me to rut with you? There’s no turning back once we do this.”

My fingers turned into claws, and I shoved myself against him, but his grip held firm. “Yes, Jax. I’m sure. Rut with me.Now.”

That strange grunt tore from his throat again, and the head of his cock pushed into me. With each inch, the power around him increased. His magic collided with mine in the air, coiling and heating around us until everything in me swirled around everything in him.

He grunted again in that strange cadence. My thighs trembled, and his fingers dug into the flesh on my hips as he pushed into me more andmore.

But then he hit a barrier.

He stilled. “You’re a virgin?” he rasped.

“Yes.”

Another strange sound came from him: pure satisfaction, pure male dominance. “Mine. You’re fuckingmine, Elowen.”

“Yes, Jax. I’m yours.Please. Don’t stop.”

He hissed, and I cried out in need when his cock slipped another inch inside me, pushing against that virginal wall.

“All of it, Jax,” I demanded. “I want it all.Rut with me.Now. Do what your instincts demand.”

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