Sensation spears through me as he thrusts those fingers inside me. He curls them slightly, and I feel myself clenching around him. I’m so close to the edge. His hips drive into me, forcing me against his hand. Then his thumb is tracing pure lightning over my clit.
I sink my teeth into my lower lip, desperate not to betray myself. A mouth closes over the side of my throat and he suckles hard as he drives me toward the edge. I don’t know where I end and he begins. My palms slap against the wall, his erection digging into my backside. I lost the battle before it even began.
Thrusting slowly, he lets his cock glide between my slick folds. “Would you promise me forever if I was to let you come?”
That’s not fair, I want to cry,because I’ll promise you anything.
The words die on my lips, because his cock threatens to enter me, and suddenly I need him inside me so desperately I ache.
“Promise me,” he demands, his fingers ruining me. “Promise me, Vi. Give me everything. Every inch of you.”
The coil tightens within me.
“Forever,” I cry.
It hits me with all the force of a lightning bolt. I shudder and gasp, every inch of me clenching around his penetrating touch. He doesn’t let up his excruciating onslaught. Instead, he replaces his fingers with his cock, just the tip of his shaft entering me.
My nails dig into his hand. “More!”
There is no mercy.
Only him.
My knees hit the floor, and then he shoves me onto my forearms, tearing my trousers down my legs until they’re knotted around one ankle. My drawers are gone. Torn from me with a single snarl.
I arch my back for him, fingertips curling into the stone as I brace for his thrust. The world comes alight for me, light emanating from underneath my nails.
Yes.
It’s a tremble of power, a whisper stealing through my veins. My gaze suddenly focuses. Dust and gravel shivers across the slate floors. One by one, the brass runes carved into the floor begin to glow—
And I sense an awareness turning toward me from far, far away.
Thiago rocks against me, his fingers leaving little bruises in my hips as he prepares to—
“Stop.” I gasp as I realize what’s happening. What we’re doing.
There’s no sheath. It’s a terrible time. And I can feel that bitch focusing her attention on us.
“Stop!” I scramble away from Thiago, hauling my trousers back up my legs.
The ley line falls into stillness.
The runes fade.
But I can’t hide my shuddering breath. That was so close. We nearly forgot, and I could almost sense the Mother of Night smiling.
Pleasure evaporates.
“Fuck.” Thiago scrapes a trembling hand over his mouth. “Fuck.”
“Not here.” I manage to catch his arm. “And not…. You can’t come inside me. Not today.”
The truth of everything my bargain might cost us flashes through his eyes. “You felt her?”
I don’t know what I felt. Maybe that was me? Or whatever part of me calls to the ley lines? Just…. “We have to be careful.”
We can’t risk a child.