Page 30 of Crown of Darkness
A tremor runs through him, and then teeth sink into my lower lip. My back hits one of the stones that guard the Hallow. Thiago hauls me up into his arms, my thighs locking around his hips.
There’s a part of me that didn’t think he’d accept this.
But there’s possession in his touch and no mercy in his eyes.
“No more secrets.” He punctuates the words with a punishing kiss. “No more lies. I spent thirteen fucking years trapped in a web of deceit. I won’t do it anymore. I won’t. And I promise you I won’t hide things from you anymore.”
I don’t want that either.
His tongue drives into my mouth, fingers digging into my ass. Every hard inch of him shoves me back into the granite, until I rock against him, hips begging for more.
Our eyes meet, and for once we’re in perfect harmony.
Then my hands steal between us, tearing his shirt loose from his trousers and tugging at the buttons on his vest. Teeth rake across my shoulder, a flashpoint of heat igniting within me. It steals a gasp from my lips, but then his mouth covers mine again, and I can’t breathe, except for him.
I don’t think I ever need to breathe again, if this is what I can exist upon.
A growl echoes in his throat as I find him, hot and hard. He thrusts into my palm, consuming me. I can barely feel his cock through the leather. He’s just one enormous, demanding force that fills my palm. Slick heat wets my inner thighs. I know what that cock feels like, filling me up.
I tear my mouth from his just long enough to say. “I want you inside me.”
“Then it’s a shame that you don’t make the orders around here.” My feet hit the ground and he spins me around, one hand sweeping my hair into a knot at the back of my head. “Would you say please, Vi? Would you beg me?”
If this is a means to make amends, then I’m all for it.
Thiago’s other hand slides over my breasts and continues its way down, tracing lazy circles over my abdomen. He kicks my feet apart, leaving me vulnerable and aching.
“Do youwantme to beg, my prince?” I bite my lip, trying to contain the shiver that works through me. “Do you want me on my knees? Do you want me at your mercy?”
Mother of Blessed Night. Hard fingers drive between my thighs, molding the leather of my trousers to my skin. It’s just a hint he’s not as in control as he’d like. The friction is delicious, and my nipples ache as they rasp against the stone. Goose bumps shiver over my skin as his other fist knots in my hair.
“I should make you wait, after that,” Thiago whispers, with a wicked chuckle. “And no. I want you right here, just like this. Besides” —his breath caresses the bare slope of the back of my neck— “what makes you think you’re not already at my mercy?”
He knows exactly where to touch me, his fingers dancing over that ecstatic bundle of nerves that will ignite me. The hand in my hair fists, earning a gasp from me. I can’t move. I can’t touch him. All I can do is feel as he tugs the laces on my trousers open and then slides them down my quivering thighs. He slips his fingers inside my drawers.
Instant. Bliss.
I moan and press my forehead to the wall in surrender. Thiago’s fingertips find me wet and swollen, and then he’s tracing teasing little circles around where I need him most. I grind into his touch, trying to bite back the desperate little sound that growls in my throat.
“Give in,” he breathes.
Two fingers drive inside me so suddenly I cry out. “Never.”
There’s another dark laugh behind me. “You’re so fucking stubborn, Vi. Let’s see who breaks first?”
It’s me. I know it’s going to be me.
But I let my hand steal between us, plucking at the ties that close the flap of his trousers. The heated weight of his erection spills into my eager fingers.
“Behave.” He slaps me between the thighs—a shock of sensation that makes me forget to breathe.
He’s never done that before.
Always, always, he is gentle and dedicated and controlled. But this…. I like it.
I squeeze his cock in response, letting my wrist glide up and down. “What are you going to do if I don’t?”
A hiss through his teeth, and he grinds against me. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
