Page 21 of Allegiance

And he loved it.

He needed this with her in order to fight back that horrible darkness that was chasing him to the edge of his sanity.

“I need to cum,” he muttered.

She set him free.

As soon as she did, he moaned in agony.

He’d spent the last three months thinking about her, and how she felt when he slid into her very tight body. He’d fantasized about taking her over and over again.

And he couldn’t cum.

Ever.

He’d jerked off in the shower.

He’d jerked off in his bed.

He’d pumped his dick until he was raw, tired, and sore, and he couldn’t make it happen.

Something wouldn’t let him get that satisfaction so she could just stay a fantasy and not be the one thing he craved more than breathing.

Now, he was so wild and horny that if she didn’t help him out, he’d die.

There was no doubt.

“Evie, please,” he whispered, as he heard his own pulse pounding in his ears.

“I want you in me, Dakota. I want you buried in my body, as you take me. I need you.”

His heart skipped in his chest as if she had the power to give him life or death. She was the one in control here, and he knew it.

God.

How he wished she was in control while they were awake. He would kill to let her take care of him. What he needed was a strong woman.

That was part of why he fell for Elizabeth. She’d been broken at the time, but he saw her tenacity.

It was why he’d fallen for Sarah. She might have been out of her mind, but she could hold her own.

Now, there was Eve, and apparently, he had a type.

Who knew?

She waved her hand like any good fairy queen would, and a soft bed of moss appeared pushing up from the forest floor, making them a soft bed to fornicate on.

“Please,” he whispered as the pleasure felt like a million fingers across his body.

Then, suddenly, Dakota was free.

His body wasn’t bound to that tree, and he was able to move around.

So he did.

What did he do?

Well, he didn’t try to escape.