She moans again, full-throated and helpless. Her slick heat seizes me with every thrust, tight, pulsing, greedier by the second.
My hands find hers, fingers lacing together above her head. Our gazes lock, and it's like the world falls away. There's only us, only this moment. "Aura." I whisper her name. “I love you. More than life itself.”
Her glassy eyes look at me with heartbreaking adoration, and for a moment I don’t think I could possibly deserve this gorgeous, clever, stubborn creature. “I love you too. I always have,” she says before yanking me down to fuse our mouths together again.
My hand fists in her hair. My wings tighten on her hips. And then we’re gone.
The rhythm turns urgent. Desperate. I thrust deeper, harder, and she takes all of it—clawing at my shoulders, mouth open, eyes wild.
My second wings grip tighter, the tips dragging along her skin, guiding her to me on every stroke like I’m using all of me to hold her right where she belongs.
She starts to unravel—panting, gasping, crying out with each thrust. The room disappears. All I can feel is her. All I want is more.
I give her everything. Every bit of my lust, my love, my hunger. Every secret fantasy. Every starved second I spent watching her feed from men who weren’t me. Every time shemoaned for someone else while I was locked in place, hands fisted, jaw clenched,bleedingfor the right to be hers.
Now I am.
She milks me, her inner walls fluttering and grasping. Her breath catches, eyes glazed and shining. She’s close.So fucking close.
And I know it.
I feel the heat rising in her clenching belly. The flutter of panic at the edge of her climax. Her thighs quiver against mine, slick with sweat. But she grips it in her teeth, refusing to release.
I grab her chin, forcing her to look at me.
“Look at me, Aura. I’m fine,” I say, steel in my voice. “I’m here. You take me so well, baby. Now give in. Let go. Take all you need. I’ve got you.”
Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out at first. Just breath, ragged, like she’s been hit with too much pleasure to process.
Her brows pinch, lips tremble, and her chest heaves with the sharp upward spiral to her release. Then she drops off that cliff into uncontrollable spasms, her curse, her power sinks into me all at once and it gorges.
My name tears from her throat as Aurora’s scream echoes off the warehouse walls.
Somewhere an explosion of wings signals a nest of flutterbuns, or several, that flee from the riot down below.
My release crashes through me, surging straight from the base of my spine and flooding into her with punishing force.
I’ve never come inside someone. Never been deep inside the woman I loved, at the exact second she came around me. It’s too much. Too perfect.
As she pulses, I feel her power weaving, stitching, anchoring to me as it drinks.
When we float back down to rejoin our bodies, both dripping with sweat, a breathy laugh filled with happy disbelief bursts from Aurora. I can’t help but smile and laugh with her.
I brush my mouth over hers softly. A kiss that seals our new reality.
Chapter 27
Tasting the Dream
AURORA
Talon’s wrapped around me, armor and shield in one. His blood is still drying on his skin, and his power hums low beneath the surface. More importantly, for the first time since I was cursed, I’mfull.
Not just sated.
Full.
Every part of me swells with it. Not the desperate hunger that claws at my edges, or the quiet itch that is always present.
