Page 56 of Fractured Souls
Draven chuckled, his eyes lightening. “Alright I’ll include the house in things we can save.”
“How about this,” I said, swimming backwards into the deep end. “We save everyone and everything, and then afterwards we can feel amazing about ourselves and for the rest of time talk obnoxiously about how we are total heroes.”
Draven moved forward in the water, catching up to me almost immediately and looping an arm around my waist. As much as I loved swimming, it appeared my magic and I were on a very similar page because almost instantly I shifted out of my mermaid form and back into my human one…which was practically naked.
“Being a hero is overrated,” he mused, his hands sliding down my waist and gripping my ass in a firm hold. I tried to not wiggle against him too much, but the way he held my body was shiver-inducing, his length pressed between us providing enough friction that I wanted to rub against him…
“You are pretty heroic,” I countered, running my hands through his hair and brushing my lips against his. “I mean, you pretty much saved me in Broken House.”
Draven chuckled softly. “I’m not a hero, little lamb, I’m obsessed with you—big difference. I would have slaughtered everyone in that place, innocent or not, if it meant keeping you safe. I’m pretty damn sure that makes me the bad guy.”
“My bad guy though.” I nipped at his lip and he groaned, a nearly feral noise breaking from his throat. The sound had me pressing my lips to his in a hot kiss as I felt my back hit the side of the pool wall. I spread my legs wider, trying to wrap them around him completely.
“I am yours, forever,” Draven swore, his fingers grazing my necklace with one hand before wrapping the other around my throat in a firm but really hot hold. “And you’re mine, little lamb. All mine.”
“Show me,” I breathed out. I was still keyed up from our moment in the Demonic realm, and I didn’t want to wait to feel that connection between us satisfied. I wanted to feel him buried inside of me; I wanted to feel him taking over every inch of me.
“You better be sure, Lorcan,” Draven rumbled. “Tell me you know what this connection will mean between us—tell me that you know this is forever.”
“It is forever, and I want forever with you,” I said, feeling a surge of emotion that came with the tidal wave of desire that this man provoked.
“Fuck,” he groaned, kissing me harder this time. It was an intense and deep kiss, almost invasive, and like I had given him all the permission in the world, I felt his magic roll over me. My siren didn’t even fight it, thrilled to feel such a strong and ancient power dominate our own. He swore against my lips as the connection electrified, and I nearly trembled at the intensity it fueled between us.
“I need you,” I nearly whimpered, my skin feeling hot to the touch and my nipples painfully hard against my silk bra. I could feel how wet I was, and my entire body felt like a needy mess—a need that could only be satisfied by Draven right now.
“I’ll always give you what you want,” he snarled against my lips before he used one hand to lift me up further. I couldn’t help but squirm, letting out a small moan as I felt him free his erection under the water. The hot, hard tip of his cock ran through my folds, and as I tried to sink down on him, Draven nipped my lip in reprimand. He gripped my ass with both hands, keeping me in position right over him but not allowing me to feel his length.
“I love you,” he said roughly, and before I could respond, he dropped me down on his cock. Fully. Without warning.
“Draven!” I moaned, letting my head fall back as I sank down on all of him at once, my body immediately welcoming him. My skin lit up like an electric field, and his wings wrapped around us on either side so we were sheltered by his magic, his head buried against my neck as I inhaled sharply.
“Fuck,” he growled. “You are so damn tight.”
“Or you’re huge.” I whimpered, my clit pulsing with the need for him to move, and fast. “I need you to move—”
He didn’t fucking hesitate. Draven began to pull in and out of me, holding me up with his hands as he fucked into my needy body, causing me to moan in relief. The pace was deep, and the rhythm caused everything in my body to tense as my pleasure grew with each hard thrust. It felt like he was trying to bury himself inside of me forever, and I fucking loved it. My nails dug into his chest, drawing blood, as he hissed out my name, the action seeming to only encourage him to go faster.
“I love being inside of you,” he growled, my legs tightening around him. I cried out his name as I was suddenly laid out on the marble floor of the room, the cold tile contrasting my hot skin. I moaned his name as he began to pound me into the floor—literally. I felt like the room was shaking.
“Draven!” I screamed, my back arching and my hands digging into his back, breaking skin once again.
“Fuck, little lamb—you feel so fucking good, I’m going to come. I’m going to come inside of you. I’m going to fill you up—”
I absolutely detonated.
Everything shattered around me at once, pure euphoric pleasure coating my entire body as our magic solidified into a brilliant explosion of light that I felt almost blinded by. Draven roared out my name as his seed spilled into me, the room shaking as he kissed me so hard I felt like oxygen itself wasn’t needed.
For just a moment, everything froze.
For just a singular moment, nothing existed outside of Draven and me.
My eyes opened, and I found myself staring up into his brilliant lavender eyes, but that wasn’t the only color I saw. No, his wings were painted with seafoam green feathers throughout the black now. A surge of pride went through me as my eyes stung with tears.
“I’m so glad I marked you,” I whispered.
“Not the only mark,” he groaned, sitting back only slightly and pulling out, his cock still hard. Damn he was huge.
“What do you—oh.”
