Page 35 of Darkness Rising
The storming power between us stings against my skin, tingling across it in pain and pleasure. It’s fighting for an outlet, building into an uncontrollable feeling.
It seems to fuel him on. His warm body presses as close as possible against mine, and when my fingers meet the soft strands of his messy hair, I pull him down on me. His weight settles between my thighs. His arm leans against the damp floor, holding him above me as his other hand cradles my neck. Gentle hands angle my jaw up as his tongue parts my lips, rolling intently across mine.
Still the magic between us fights against the closeness of our bodies. It sparks across my flesh.
When my hips rock against his, the demanding energy explodes. It bursts into me and into him. His groan hums against my lips as his magic mixes with mine and storms through my core.
He pulls back in an instant. His hooded eyes are wild with power. Heavy breaths clash against each other while the silence drifts around us.
I’ve never felt anything like this before.
All my life I’ve know the magic within me is powerful. Dangerous.
But right now … it feels destructive.
“You feel it too?” His question is a quiet whisper.
I nod slowly as my fingers pull from his messy hair, drifting down his jaw, trailing over the beautiful magic that scars his neck.
The scar along my hand is sensitive. What would it feel like for him if I kissed him there?
“We should stop.” It’s a painful sounding admission, but it’s one I have to say.
His tongue sneaks across his lips as he shakes his head at me.
“I was just thinking we should do the opposite.” A serious look fills his dark gaze but he pulls back from me, giving me space while still letting my fingers trace the angle of his jawline. “I feel like I could rip this place apart right now.” His breaths are unsteady and shake against my cheekbone. “That’s you, isn’t it? That’s your power. Yours is strong while mine is reckless.”
“Sounds like a dangerous combination.”
He nods and his wicked smile widens. He’s terrifying and thrilling all at the same time.
“It sounds exactly like what we need right now.”
The hard lines of his abdomen guide my fingertips as I push against his shirt. Quietly, I pull it over his head, jostling his messy hair into his eyes. He pulls it the rest of the way off and his warm skin feels magnetic.
Is it magic pulling us together, or ... something else?
His hand grasps my hip, but too much space still separates our bodies. A tingling feeling consumes me and I tremble with pent up energy.
“This doesn’t mean anything.”Does it?
I’m trying to convince myself. Trying to convince us.
We’re barely even friends.
We’re certainly not intimate.
Not in a logical way. Not in a way I can even try to understand.
“If it makes you feel better, you can pretend you don’t want me, Vi. I’m a Fae. I can sense your emotions too much for you to ever lie. Your emotions give you away.” The rasping tone of his voice overtakes his words as his breath fans across my skin.
Demanding energy swarms my body, pushing me to make or break in this tiny cell.
My lips brush against his, so lightly it makes me weak. At the small feel of our lips meeting, he grips my hips hard and pushes his chest against mine until he’s right back on top of me.
On the dirty floor, our bodies rock and grind against one another.
Nollix's hand pushes up my abdomen in a rush of heat that blazes all through me. The hard length beneath his jeans presses against my center and I moan against his tongue.
