Page 11 of Rotanev
“Take me,” she whispered. “Oh, God, I need you to move.”
God, I thought, smiling. Her armor was cracking. She’d just addressed me by name.
“All right, little siren.” Now we were back on the right sides of the court.Mycourt. I slid out of her and thrust back in—hard—and she cried out in passion this time, not pain.
“Again,” she begged, almost shocking me.
But I saw through her now.
Her siren call no longer applied.
I was in charge now.
And I demonstrated that by dominating her in the fiercest way I knew how, by driving into her little body with the force of all my power. I lowered myself over her back and used my fist in her hair to force her head to the side so I could take her mouth. The angle wasn’t the best for her, but this was no longer about her pleasure. It was about mine.
I kissed her with the same harshness that I took her body, my tongue an impenetrable force against her own. She mewled against me, whether in protest or ecstasy, I couldn’t tell. It all blended together as the god within me captured the reins.
Her pussy clamped down around me, hugging me with addictive little spasms that indicated her pending release. But she never let go, her body a tight bow of energy beneath me, waiting to be unleashed.
Because I’d told her not to come again without my permission.
How was it possible for her to be so fucking perfect? While also being the bane of my existence?
“Fuck, Kailiani…” I never expected this attraction or for it to feel so damn right between us. “I need you to come,” I realized out loud, unable to keep the words to myself. “Come for me, darling vixen.”
And she did.
She came apart on a moan directly into my mouth, my name a prayer from her tongue that sent me cascading over the falls into oblivion with her.
I erupted inside her, the force of it flooring me and causing me to see stars.
It’dneverbeen like this, so intense, so overwhelming, so mindless. Violent quakes rocked around us, through us, binding our souls in a way they shouldn’t.
And fulfilling the vows in a way that wasn’t supposed to be possible.
Not on Earth.
Not with her.
How?
I collapsed beside her, my cock still fully erect and ready for another round while my mind rebelled.
Kailiani shook, still on her hands and knees, obeying me to the very end.
“Relax,” I demanded, and she practically fell face-first into the mattress.
That was when I sensed the tears, my affinity for water calling on me to absorb them.
But that wasn’t all I noticed.
Blood.
She’d bled on my dick.
My brow furrowed. What did that even mean? And why the hell was it red? Siren blood was blue.
I wrapped my palm around the back of her neck to force her to face me, and what I saw in her eyes tore a hole right through my soul.
