Page 31 of A Kiss From a Revenant
“I don’t want you.” The words taste like poison on my tongue.
Eryx’s smile only widens.
“Liar.” His lips skim over mine, making me ache. “Tell me you want to be freed.”
My fingers dig into his chest, flexing to pull him closer.
“Let me go,” I sigh. My protest is as weak as my resistance.
Eryx’s lips press firmly against mine, and I moan into his mouth. His hand falls down my back to cup my ass, pulling me flush against his hard cock. I rock back and forth against it, swallowing his hiss of pleasure.
“Even your lies taste sweet,” he murmurs against my mouth.
Something sparks inside of me—a need to show that he hasn’t won just yet. His mouth descends on mine, but before our kiss can commence, I snag his bottom lip between my teeth. With force, I bite down, tasting his dark, metallic blood. Eryx growls, pulling back to lick at the wound. His eyes blaze red, and I use this moment of surprise to pull away.
Making a break for it, I’m free from his arms and race towards the nearest opening of trees. Eryx is hot on my heels as he rushes after me. Cold air stings my cheeks and the tips of myears. My heart pounds in my chest, and with each uneven step I will him to capture me.
The realization nearly makes me stumble.
I want to be caught and kept—I want Eryx. All of my problems and worries vanish when he is around. I trust him to care for me and keep me safe. For so long, I’ve been fighting all alone, and now I have someone who will do it all for me. My heart and mind clash, shattering into a million pieces. They knit back together as one, and it belongs entirely to Eryx.
There is no point in fighting it any longer. I am right where I’m supposed to be.
My slipper snags on an exposed root and kicks my legs out from underneath me. I brace myself for the impending fall until I feel two strong hands wrapping around me. Eryx saves me—just as he always does—from harm. I’m crushed against his hard chest as he quickly backs me up into the base of a massive tree. My feet leave the ground as he holds me aloft.
“Did you really think you could escape me?” he snarls into my face.
His pale skin glows, and madness dances along the flames in his eyes.
“There is nowhere you can go that I will not follow. Your face, your scent, and your soul are imprinted on my bones. Only death could separate us.”
Desperation drips from every word. Each time he touches me is more unrestrained. These past few days, I’ve noticed the change in him—whiter skin and sharper edges to his face. Whatever plight he’s suffering from, he has not shared. If only he would tell me I could help him solve it.
It is a stark reminder of the fear I’ve felt since we were first together under the moon. Our time is limited, and each breath spent fighting seems like a waste. I have no wish to deny us both any longer.
We stare at each other for one final moment of peace beforewe give in to the primal nature of our desire. Lifting my chin, I brush my lips over his.
“Good,” I say, taking his mouth with mine in a bruising kiss.
Eryx snarls against me. Our kiss turns into a frantic fight of clashing teeth and twisting tongues. His taste envelopes me along with his scent. I give in to the battle and let him overwhelm me.
Eryx’s hands roam over me completely, squeezing and caressing every inch of skin. My breath hitches as his hands find the neckline of my dress. The sound of tearing fabric causes me to pull back. Wetness coats my thighs as Eryx rips the fabric clean down the center. My shift is given the same treatment until I am completely naked, save for a pair of wool stockings, before his hungry gaze—the hard bark of the tree scores against my back as he pushes me against it.
His mouth is on mine again in a fleeting moment. Warm lips kiss down my jaw and neck, licking over the spot scarred by his bite. He groans as he inhales and continues down my body. The wet glide of his tongue on my nipples causes my heart to hammer against my ribs. He pays each breast attention before kissing lower.
Licking over the freckles along my stomach, his hands fall to my hips, pinning me in place. Hot breath ghosts over my pussy, and I toss my head back against the tree. Eryx chuckles as he lifts my left leg and positions it over his shoulder. Spread before his hungry gaze, I can only sigh.
“Denying me has made you deliciously wet, Nory.”
The first glide of his tongue up my slit is nearly my undoing. I moan into the darkness. The moonlight highlights his pale flesh. I whimper as his dark tongue spears into my entrance and drives deep. It reaches and pushes—a perfect mirror to the way he fucks me with his cock. His face rubs back and forth against my clit. My hands fall to his head and hold him tight to me.
His mouth makes delightful, sloppy sounds as he feasts on me. The world around us is quiet, as if we are the only two beings alive left in this world. Moans fall from my lips in rapid succession as he continues to work me. My hips grind desperately for more friction. His fingers dig into my ass.
The tip of his tongue tickles that hidden spot inside me, and I erupt. Throwing my head back, I scream my pleasure as my pussy locks around his thrusting tongue. I ride him through each wave of my pleasure. Licking me clean, Eryx kisses up my trembling body until he reaches my mouth. Pulling me from the tree, he cradles me against him. My legs wrap around his waist as he lowers us to the soft grass.
Wickedness flares to life inside me again. Never breaking our kiss, I use my strength to roll us until I am positioned on top of his body. Smiling against his mouth, I delight in my taste and realize I’ve never given him the same pleasure. That will be rectified this instant.
“My turn,” I sigh, kissing along his jaw.
