Page 214 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

“Give him some energy,” Monty instructed.

The more I called on Helheim’s source of power, the more connected to it I felt. It was strange how I could feel and even hear the steady thrum of magic that filled the air around me now that I’d experienced it.

Now it was almost eager, reaching out for me as much as I reached for it.

The magic swirled around me in a light caress before seeping into me, fueling my own power until it felt as if I were bursting with it.

Once I had a tight leash on it, I pushed it toward the stone. The pieces of Kol shook on the ground, quivering as the light surrounded it, before the cracks started to mend, disappearing as the stone became one.

It wasn’t an instant transformation. Each crack was slow and purposeful. I barely breathed as I watched on, waiting.

Even after fueling my gargoyle, my body was brimming with this power. I’d taken too much in my haste and it was making me feel too full.

“Feed off of me,” I told Monty—ordered him, rather. He let out a low growl at my tone but didn’t hesitate to move forward and sweep me off my feet.

I always had trouble discerning Monty’s body through his shadows, but here in Helheim, he was more corporeal, shedding his robe to expose his full physique.

Monty’s skin was coal black and the well-defined muscles on it were delicious. He was humanesque except for his face, claws, and size, but that I was used to.

This was still the monster I’d fallen in love with and I wouldn’t change that, even in this new life we had together.

For the first time since we’ve come together, this wasn’t a frenzied sex. Monty moved me to the ground and took his time. Our bond flared to life, the one carved by fate, and I nearly sobbed in relief. He didn’t hesitate to sink his teeth into my neck, claiming his omega as unceremoniously as Drake had.

This new bond was different, more intense. A pressure pushed at my being, as if my body was being rewired to accommodate this new bond. Thankfully, that strange shifting was soon replaced by his presence. I no longer felt as hollow as I did when I arrived.

Even in this realm they were a part of me.

What shadows he had, he used to trail over my skin and bring me back in the moment. The familiar cool brush had my nipples hardening and goose bumps erupting everywhere.

I shivered against the feeling but my legs fell open, begging him to fuck me. I needed my alpha’s knot, a reminder that we were truly together again and this wasn’t another twisted scheme of Hel’s.

My demon didn’t disappoint. He let out a low rumbling purr that radiated through my body, relaxing me as his claw tipped fingers teased over my pussy.

When I met his eyes, he gave me a feral grin, his long tongue poking out for me to see.

For the first time, he moved between my legs and tasted me.

His tongue was more impressive than most men’s cocks and I was writhing under him as he and the shadows worked in tandem, teasing wherever he wasn’t.

My voice cracked on a scream as he slammed his tongue inside of me with a force that left me shaken. An electric shock straight to my clit didn’t soothe me, but pushed me over the edge. My orgasm left me clinging to him, body shaking and muscles tight as I shouted out his name.

Monty was relentless, lapping at my slick and fucking me with his tongue through every second of my release.

He was hungry now, pulling one orgasm after another from my body, lapping up my release like it was the essence of life that would fix him.

Maybe he was on to something. The more he fucked me, the stronger he grew.

The shadows darkened and appeared less transparent. They moved around his body and clung to him like they always had before.

It was as if Helheim itself was producing armor for him and it was falling back in place.

The familiarity of it was nice but I had little time to appreciate it as he was sliding inside me, splitting me open with that huge cock of his. He didn’t bother to gently work in his knot, he locked me into place right away, pushing my poor bruised body to its limits.

Pain wasn’t something that was left behind in my old life and I screamed against it. The shadows didn’t let me hurt for long, brushing over my clit and rolling my nipples between them. The icy-cold paired beautifully with the pleasure and pain, soothing and heightening every sensation.

The pleasure was so intense I could barely form a coherent thought or words.

“Seriously?” Kol’s gravelly voice had me letting out a sob of relief, my head falling to the side to take in my gargoyle.

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