Page 215 of Dark Souls

“You’re making me jealous of the rain, Snow.”

“What the fuck, Heathen?” She giggled when she looked at me. I licked my lips, her eyes tracking the action and looking every inch my little sex-obsessed doll, because clearly that was just foreplay to her.

“Just testing your limits, baby. Am I there yet?” I tilted my head as she hooked her arms around my neck and stared into my demon eyes with amusement.

“Not even close.”

“Good,” I groaned, pulling my hips back and allowing my cock to find her entrance. She bit into her lower lip as I tried to nudge myself in with a little thrust. “Gunna need some help, Snow.”

With her legs wrapped around my waist, she dug her heels into my ass, pushing herself further onto my cock and her eyes rolled as a few inches found their home.

“Fuck, I love how your pussy strangles me. But relax, Snow. Let me in,” I demanded, and I felt her take a little more of me. I hummed darkly at the feeling of being inside her again. She was panting already. The rain pelting against our skin and soaking her hair made her look even sexier.

“Is it even possible to fuck while flying?” she breathed against my lips, her arms wrapped around my neck and her hands running themselves over my curved horns, causing me to shudder. She knew I fucking loved that.

“Let’s find out, shall we?”

Holding onto her hips, I started to lift her up and down on my cock, allowing her pussy to get used to me until she was taking more and more. I ate up all her moans with my mouth, kissing her passionately. There was no better feeling in the world than the sensation of my sensitive ribbed cock sliding in and out of her, causing the whimpers and moans from her lips. Not even eating brains could compare.

“Let go, Snow,” I ordered against her lips. She opened her eyes and stared into mine, realising what I meant. She slowly unhooked her arms from my neck. “Now, lean back.”

“But–” She glanced over her shoulder, looking down at the distance to the green land that was in view.

“Do you trust me?”

Her eyes met mine and she licked her lips. “Yes.”

She leaned back, and I held all her body weight by gripping her hips tighter and keeping her impaled on my cock. And then I started to fuck her. Fast. My biceps burned as I used her body like my personal fuck toy and her screams became lost in the wind and rain. I felt her walls closing around me, choking me with their intense pulsing as she came from the thrill and pleasure I was giving her. Grabbing her neck, I lifted her back to me, allowing her dizziness to subside from the insane head rush she would have just experienced.

Pushing her wet hair away from her neck, I kissed down the column of it until I found her pulsing vein and sunk my teeth in without warning. She screamed as I drank, finding my form of heaven in every beat of her heart. When she bit down on my shoulder and started drinking too, I lost all fucking control. I could barely keep my wings steady as I raised her body up and down the length of my cock while we drank from each other, feeling the intensity of our bond at its purest form. We both started to cum, moaning into each other’s skin and I opened my eyes just in time to see how close we were to the ground. Removing my fangs from her neck, I said, “Brace yourself, Snow.”

Just before impact, I cocooned my wings around us both, protecting her from any harm, and flipped over so I would take the brunt of the landing. My body skidded along the grass, our forms tucked inside the darkness of my wings until we came to a stop. Slowly, I allowed them to fall open on the damp, muddy grass and dropped my head back, breathing hard.

Ilaria sat up, still with my dick buried inside her, and placed her hands on my chest, glancing around at our surroundings. She looked back down at my face and I gave her a cocky grin as a slow smile spread across hers.

“Well… we just proved it’s possible. Though we could have died doing it.”

“It was hundred percent worth the risk.” She giggled, leaning forwards to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around her body and rolled until she was beneath me, caking us both in mud. I was so tempted to start pounding my hips into her again, but I had to remind myself that she wasn’t a demon, and she needed time to recover before taking me again. Sliding out of her, noticing the slight wince on her face that told me I was making the right call.

“Where are we?” she asked as I helped her to her feet. We seemed to have landed in a field of long grass with a farm and stables in the distance.

“Fuck knows. But isn’t that great?” I held my arms out wide and then did a little jig in the rain, which made her make my favourite sound. I scooped her up in my arms and spun her around. “We can go anywhere we want and do anything we want, Snow. Because I am finally fucking free!”

And freedom had never felt so good.

After being absolute idiots and dancing in the rain in the middle of a wheat field, I transported us to my grandpapi’s castle, knowing that was where he and Leif would be dealing with Belladonna. Not even the thought of her could dampen my spirits. Come to think of it, I couldn’t remember a time when I had ever felt so blissfully happy. Yesterday had been the worst day of my entire life, yet today turned out to be my best.

My mate was free. Free from his captivity. Free from his abusers. One was dead, and the other was all mine. And I couldn’t wait to make her suffer.

The plans I had for that bitch would make even the God of the Underworld seem like a saint compared to me. I didn’t regard myself as an evil person. I wouldn’t hurt anyone unless they deserved it. But I was well aware of the darkness that has always lived inside me.

I first felt it as a child when I watched Lorcan in his first training fight at the Academy. Even though Lorcan won easily, seeing another boy punch him in the face caused this unsettling, violent rage to brew inside me. My grandpapi locked me in the gym changing rooms because he could tell I was about to lose control. I’d ripped that damn locker room to shreds. I was nine years old. From then on, I had to learn to control my emotions, but it wasn’t easy, especially when it came to those I loved. Just hearing a sick thought from some loser could unleash my anger. But if I had always acted on my impulses, I’d have been a liability to my family. I would have been a danger to society. My mind can become twisted with sinister thoughts easily. It’s why Grandma Alina suggested I keep a journal. To get it all down on paper and out of my head. Because if I gave in to my nature, I’d become volatile and sadistic. I would have been more like my great-grandfather Lucius and I didn’t want that.

But now, this feeling was starting to find a purpose. It was as if I had been locking all the darkness inside me for years because it was going to be needed one day. It was going to be necessary to make that person pay for what they had done to the person I loved most in this world. And fuck, I was excited to let it all out.

Heathen had given Luka back control so he didn’t alarm any of the Romano soldiers who hadn’t been brought up to speed on my mate being a demon yet. He flung his heavy arm over my shoulders as we strolled through the castle in our sodden clothes, damp hair and dirt-covered bodies. Just as we reached the stairs to head to my room to shower, Leif appeared at the side of the staircase.

“What the hell happened to you two?” he asked, his colourful eyes taking in our dishevelled appearances.

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