Page 99 of You Only Love Twice
Grasping her hips, he turned her around, forcing her to put her hands on the wall. Gemma's chest heaved on a sob, and her head hung as she sought to collect herself from utter devastation.
Hisdevastation.
A faint smile curved his lips as he felt her thighs trembling, and then caught there as he remembered her earlier words. This was the only sort of claim he could accept from her. Only this.
Because the only thing that could eclipse the radiance of her light, was the darkness of his soul.
You ruin me.
He clenched his eyes shut, seeing that smoking pistol again. Feeling the utter devastation slice through him as he saw her fall.
To have her, was to be her death.
But just this once, he wanted to let himself love her.
Slipping the bejeweled stiletto from her hair, he let it hit the floor. Thick raven locks tumbled down over her shoulders from the twist she'd wrapped it in. Obsidian draped it to the side, kissing the back of her neck. A shiver went through her, and her head lifted as if she finally became aware of what he was doing to her.
He tugged the knife from her sleeve and discarded it with all the rest.
"That's not going to take out your eye," she whispered, as he turned to the row of buttons down her spine.
"Maybe. I'm not entirely certain how much you've forgiven me yet."
"I wouldn't aim for your eye."
Button by button, her gown fell to his determined siege. He'd caught glimpses of her skin in the observatory, but it wasn't enough. "Straight through the heart."
"I always aim for the heart," she purred.
Far too true. "I think you've had my heart since the moment I first saw you. What is left of it has always been yours."
Gemma stilled.
He rested his forehead against the perfumed sweep of her hair as he slipped the gown from her shoulders. Obsidian slid his hands inside its gaping fabric and pushed it down to her hips. The silk of her corset flowed beneath his fingers, and he placed scattered kisses across her bare shoulders as her dress tumbled to the floor. Her corset was the palest of pinks, like the color of her nipples. He bit her again, sinking his teeth into the base of her neck, not quite hard enough to break the skin.
His hand slid down her shift, tugging it up and revealing her bare bottom. Sliding it between her thighs, he found her wet, slick heat and thrust two of his fingers within her.
Gemma's spine arched, her body milking him as she gasped.
He worked her with kisses, trailing his fangs across her shoulders. He worked her with his fingers, circling the lush button of her clitoris until she bit his arm and screamed again.
Turning her around, he pushed her back against the wall. The pale pink of her corset tugged lower, almost revealing the top of her nipples. Cupping her breasts through the straightened silk, he teased one free of its strict encasing, his mouth finding her nipple. Not so gentle anymore. He tugged on the tight little bud, sucking it into his mouth. The room began to vanish around him.Mine, the darkness within him whispered as he wrought pleasure upon her skin.
Just this once, he told it.
Gemma moaned and clasped his other hand, drawing it to the lush curve of her other breast. "Harder," she breathed in his ear.
He bit her nipple, pressing his hips between her thighs.
Then a hand worked between them determinedly, and Gemma's eyes held a challenge as she found him through his trousers. The feel of her touch rocked him. Any hint of patience vanished as Gemma tore at his buttons, spilling his erection into her hands.
"I want you inside me," she demanded.
Hauling her up, he set her back to the wall, pressing her hips wide with his thighs. The rounded head of his cock slicked through her wetness, back and forth, back and forth, as Gemma moaned.
"Now," she commanded.
Capturing her mouth, he thrust inside her. Gemma's body clutched at him like a glove, her silken inner muscles clamping down around him.
