This isn’t a dream. This isn’t a fantasy. If you give in now, you’re giving in to him for eternity!
And no matter how badly I wanted him, I couldn’t let that happen. Once he died, I was as good as dead anyway, but I would go with my pride still firmly intact. If I gave in to him now, I would die without any dignity and loathing myself.
But just a few more seconds to enjoy his kiss and his body melding to mine.
This would be the last time I ever allowed anything like this to happen; what was the harm of enjoying it for one more second?
He released my hair to rest his hand on my waist. It slid around to my ass, and he drew me closer. The fingers of my hand still on his chest dug into the thick wall of his muscle.
When he nipped my lip again, I opened my mouth to his. He could do such wondrous things with his mouth and tongue; what could he do with them between my legs?
All my restraint vanished as something primitive tore free. This man wasmyChosen; he was mine to claim and enjoy. I hungered for him with a frenzy bordering on savagery.
Whatever primitive part existed to alert demons to their Chosen had taken control, and, for the first time in my life, I was happy to relinquish it. I bit his lip as his hand cupped my ass, and with one swift movement, he lifted me from the ground.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and reveled in the sensation of his shaft sliding between my thighs. When he released my wrist, my hand fell on his shoulder and ran down over his back. I marveled at his smooth, thick muscles as he awakened me in a way no man ever had.
Something so wrong shouldn’t feel this right. I wanted to scream against the unfairness of it all, but I was too lost to care.
My nails dug into his back as he turned away from the wall and stalked across the floor. Every one of his steps caused his cock to slide between my legs, and I ground harder against him.
Stop this!
But I couldn’t stop it. This was so much better than any dream, so much better thananythingI ever experienced before. Then he was laying me down on the bedding I fled earlier and following me onto it.
His legs kept mine apart as he settled himself between my thighs, and his kiss changed. It eased into something more tender and somehow more unnerving. Harsh and desperate for release, I understood, but this tenderness was unexpected.
I’d never experienced tenderness before. My sexual encounters were to ease my needs. I’d certainly never been tender with another, yet I found myself matching the leisurely pace of his tongue as his fingers caressed my face.
This tenderness was more difficult to resist because it was so new and tantalizing. I’d never expected to experience it in my life, but now that I had, I didn’t know how I’d lived without it.
As his hands traveled down my body, they awakened and exposed every weakness I had for him. If he wasn’t kissing me, I’d beg him to end this torment and finally give me what I was so desperate to experience.
My skin tingled with anticipation; my heart hammered faster than it ever had during any battle I ever waged. I was more scared than I’d ever been in my entire life, but I welcomed it. I had no other choice but to embrace it because I couldn’t resist it. In his arms, I felt more at peace than ever before, even as a tumult of emotions assaulted me.
His hands slipped the button on my pants free while my fingers fumbled for the button of his pants. I had to feel his dick in my grasp; I had to know what it was like to have it inside me when he released his seed for the first time in his life.
However, no matter how desperate I was for him, my hand stilled when his fangs scraped my lower lip. Those fangs hadn’t been there before.
I didn’t know if he was like me and always possessed fangs that descended at certain times, or if he was like other demons, who developed fangs when they discovered their Chosen so they could mark them. Either way, the knowledge of what he would do with those fangs doused my desire.
With a willpower I never knew I possessed, I placed my hands against his chest and shoved him. My strength, combined with the fact he wasn’t expecting it, allowed me to throw him off me. I rolled out from under him and stumbled into the darkness.
It was only then that I realized his flames had extinguished and I couldn’t see. I was grateful for this, as I couldn’t stand to look him in the eye right now. My hands quivered as I buttoned my pants and stumbled toward the wall.
Wrath cursed explosively behind me, and a slap echoed through the chamber when he smashed his palms off the floor. Fire blazed to life. Its flames created shadows on the wall as I stared at the rock while trying to get control of myself.
“What the fuck, Bale? What thefuck!”
Like the slap, his words rebounded off the walls until they repeatedly hammered into my head. What was wrong with me? I knew the Chosen bond was something more powerful and primitive than any demon could ever understand, but I should be able to resist it better. I wasstrongerthan this.
Except, I was proving to be weaker than I ever believed possible. I’d lost my family and sacrificed many things over the years. I’d lost feet and legs and arms and ears and eyes. They all grew back, but none of it was the most pleasant of experiences.
Unlike other demons, I didn’t lounge around and drink mjéod between battles. I didn’t hang out in the Forest of Prurience after a fight. When I wasn’t sleeping or screwing, I was training, preparing, and strategizing.
I was one of Kobal’s seconds-in-command, and I’d almost bound myself to the enemy. No, I wasalreadybound to the enemy, even if the Chosen bond wasn’t complete. The two of us would forever be intertwined; nothing could ever change that.
But I wouldnotcrawl into bed with him.
