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“And I don’t want to now.”
“I know.”
Her blind trust sears my gut, warming my dark heart until all I can feel is this desperate need to never hurt her.No matter the consequences.
I want her, this incredibly powerful woman, broken, jagged pieces and all. I want to wrap her into my soul and never let her ever feel alone again.
I want to claim her.
Fuck.
“Sit down, kitten. Let me see how truly wicked that inner darkness is.”
Chapter 38
Max
With a dry mouth, I lower onto Kaden’s lap, body facing the roaring fire.
“Look at me.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I swallow, steeling my nerves. I’ve wanted the DarkFaesince the night I let him consume my blood. My body all but begs for his touch now.
I won’t be shy. I’ll give into the dark urges inside me. The ones he brings out, nurtures,likes.
Keeping my eyes firmly on him, his nimble fingers pull my panties off, and unbinds my breasts from the strip of fabric across them.
“Open your legs.”
Taking a deep breath, I obediently follow his commands, letting my thighs part slightly, resting against his outstretched legs. Like this, I’m completely bare, my knees quivering in the firelight.
This is very different than the stolen moments with the bard at the village, where he touched me under moonless nights hidden in thetrees and meadows surrounding us. It had been fast and quick, too shy to ask for more. I had been glad he couldn’t see me and could only feel my body against his.
Now, here with Kaden, he sees everything. Every mark, every freckle, every spot of pale flesh blemished or scarred. He drinks in every tarnish, keeping it for himself.
Hungry eyes fasten to the juncture between my legs, feasting on my bare pussy. One fang slips over his bottom lip in a savage display of want.
“You’re no monster, kitten. You are a goddess sent to torment me,” he growls, his hands forcing my legs wider, pulling them until they drape over each of his knees. Gasping my heart flutters in my chest as anticipation dances along my nerves. “And now you’ll see how a true monster worships a goddess. Howyoushould be worshiped.”
Nails scratch along my thighs, leaving behind red lines as he stops right at my pussy, body taunt as he holds back.
There’s a pause. He’s debating something, and it kills me that he doesn’t move. “Kaden,” I murmur and he exhales, resolve broken.
“Watch, kitten,” he purrs, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look down at his hands. “You should see how beautiful you look, wide open, pussy dripping before I’ve even touched you. Gods, you’re a sight.”
He cups me possessively, teeth biting my ear with a harsh sting. I pant, pleasure spiking even as pain radiates from my ear and I arch.
“Gods, I don’t know what you did to me, but you’ve brought me to my knees. I’ve lost all semblance of control when it comes to you. Now, you’re fuckingmine. Do you hear me, Max? This, all of you, ismine.”
Without warning, two fingers slipped inside me, thumb finding my clit with just the right pressure. My head falls back as he starts to pump tantalizingly slow. My eyes close and the pleasure grows, humming against that ache.
Gods, I feel full, pleasantly stretched around his fingers. This is what I’ve been waiting for. Desire and want curl into my belly, euphoria slamming through me as how right this feels. How good he feels playingwith me.
This pleasure is so unlike what I’ve experienced before. Kaden glides in and out, wet noises echoing around us, fighting against the crackles of the dying fire. Lust builds with every twist of his skilled fingers.
Whimpering, he continues to tease me and keep his speed slow. Watching my face, he memorizes every tell, seeing what works to draw me higher or what coaxes a moan from my lips.
“No, no, Max,” Kaden tsks, his other hand wrapping possessively around my front as my eyes flutter close. He forces me to look down at his fingers.
