Page 98 of Shadow Kissed
I should tell him all that.
I really should, but I stay silent and stare back at him, my eyes moving between his lips and his eyes that are now almost totally black.
“Fuck it!” he exclaims, reaching for the back of my neck as he slams his lips against mine. I moan into his mouth as my body finally gets what it has been craving ever since the last time he touched me.
“What are you doing to me?” I whisper against his lips.
“Dirty things, Terror. None of them are good,” he says with a wicked grin that sets off a fire inside of me.
I close my eyes and moan as he kisses down my neck, his hands squeeze my bottom. “They sound good to me,” I confess, and he growls as he picks me up and walks with me in his arms. I have no clue where he is taking us, and I don’t care so long as his lips stay on me.
“Too many damn clothes,” he complains as he takes us to wherever he intends. I shiver as the cold air brushes against my skin, as his shadows undress us both. I gasp when warm water hits my body, and he carries me into the lake. He turns us, pressing my back up against the bank of the lake as his hand strokes along my core.
“Raegal,” I whisper. “Touch me, everywhere.”
His shadows unfurl in response, and I gasp as they climb up my body and grip at my neck, holding me in place as he teases and strokes at my clit. My hips writhe against him and I itch to be closer to him. “I want you,” I moan.
“If I take you, Terror, I won’t let you go,” he warns me, and I open my eyes and gaze into his.
“Then don’t.”
His shadows push my legs open wider as his mouth finds my breasts, and he moves between them, teasing and sucking. I shudder in pure lust when his shadows brush along my core. This is wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this with him. Somewhere in my mind, reason attempts to communicate with me, but all I can think about is the immense pleasure he brings me. How when we are together like this, it seems like the most natural thing in existence.
“Please,” I beg him. I don’t think I’ve ever needed something so desperately.
“Say it, Reya,” he demands, grabbing my chin between his hands and forcing me to look at him. “Say the words.”
I glare at him with hooded eyes. “Fuck me, Raegal. Take me.”
A wicked, dark smile breaks across his face as he lines himself up with my centre and my breath stutters in my chest in anticipation. He pushes inside me, and my breath stills.
“Easy, Terror. I’ve got you,” he assures me as he pushes in further. I watch as his eyes roll back in his head. “Arawn, help me. You feel good.”
He thrusts and I groan as he seats himself fully inside of me. He waits, giving me time to adjust to him.
“Please,” I beg him, pushing my hips up as the brief pain subsides and pure need takes over.
He pulls almost all the way out and then thrusts back in, pushing me back against the bank of the lake, causing the water to splash against us. Oh, gods, this is amazing. He grips me tightly by my ass as he thrusts in and out of me and I push my hips up, needing him deeper.
He never takes his eyes off me as he fucks me into pure oblivion. I glance down between my legs at where we are joined, and I watch as he moves inside me.
“Eyes up here, Terror,” he commands, his shadows wrapping around my throat and squeezing. My eyes find his, and I lean up to press my lips against his. He kisses me back with hurried need, his tongue dancing with mine. His shadows surround us, stroking my body and adding to the building pressure. “Are you going to come for me, Terror?” he asks. “Or should I say, good girl?”
I gulp and grasp at his shoulders as my abdomen tightens. “Say it again.”
He smirks wolfishly as he leans in and kisses me as he thrusts ruthlessly in and out of my body. “Come for me like a good girl, Reya. I want your juices dripping down my cock.”
His words are my undoing, my head tips back, but he forces me to look at him as wave after wave of unbelievable bliss rushes through me. “Oh gods,” I moan as I find my release.
“Fuck.” He groans as he watches me and he picks up speed, taking me harder and deeper and I grip his arms, digging my nails into his flesh. His shadows wind up my chest and disappear over my back as he holds me in place and takes what he needs. His eyes are nothing but dark pools as he shouts my name and I feel him find his release inside me.
The silence of the night surrounds us as we both catch our breath and come down from the high we chased.
He opens his eyes and holds mine as he pushes my hair back off my face. “Are you okay?”
I nod my head. I am more than okay. Is this what I’ve been missing out on? My hand reaches out and caresses his chest and I watch in fascination as the dark symbols and on his torso move in response to my touch. His eyes darken and he cups the back of my neck, and pulls my lips to his, kissing me with slow abandonment.
“Raegal,” I whisper, “can we do that again?”