“That’s not… No. I’m…” With another soft moan, Haley rocked her hips, taking me in deeper, riding me, even as she tried to deny herself the pleasure. The truth.
“You’re not afraid of Melantha’s wrath,” I said. “You’re afraid if your sisters knew the truth about you—if they saw the same darknessIsee in your eyes—they’d abandon you.” I slid my fingers in deeper, faster, her body already starting to quiver around me. “And you’re afraid they’d be right to, because deep down you’re a bad girl, and bad girls don’t deserve love.”
“Don’t… don’t say that,” she panted, squeezing her eyes shut even tighter, as if that alone could make it all go away. “Please don’t say that.”
“I’m only saying it to tell you it’s a fuckinglie. That voice inside you? It wants to keep you small and afraid because it thinks that’s the best way to keep you safe. But that’s a lie too—nothing can keep you safe from that kind of darkness, and every day you believe that lie and allow yourself to shrink is another day some part of you fuckingdies.”
Another whimper. Fingernails digging into my arms. She was about to come, but I wouldn’t let her. Not yet.
I jerked my fingers out, spun her around, and pushed her face-first against the tiles, pinning her with a hand between her shoulder blades.
“Jax,” she breathed. “I need… I’m so close… I just need…”
“Tell me,” I growled. “What does my angel need?”
“Hard… Make it… hurt. Everything inside me is just… I need it to hurt. I need to fuckingscream.”
“You will, angel. Because no matter what you believe, I’m not afraid of what’s inside you. I’m fuckingdrowningin it.” I fisted my cock. Slid it between her curves, teasing her even as my balls ached to unload. “When you show someone who you really are? When you trust someone enough to give them even a glimpse? That’s living, not shrinking. That’s courage. And anyone who turns their back on you after that never deserved your love in the first place.”
I slammed into her pussy, making her cry out in a fierce roar that ricocheted off the tiles, echoing through my very bones.
I grabbed her hands. Pinned them to the tiles above her head.
Fucked her harder, deeper. She pushed back to meet every thrust, her whole body jerking, already so close to the edge she was barely holding on.
“I made you come once already tonight,” I said. “But that was for Saint. Now I need you to come forme.”
I clamped a hand hard over her mouth, not wanting to share this with anyone. Her body was mine. Her pain. Her pleasure. Her screams.
One more deep, hard thrust, and that was it. She fucking shattered, frantic and desperate, biting my hand hard enough to draw blood as her pussy clenched around me and she rode out the intense wave, trembling and bucking until she had nothing left.
I gave her a minute to come back to her body, then slid out from between her thighs, spun her around to face me, and pushed her onto her knees beneath the water spray. I fisted her hair, still thick and slippery with conditioner, every lock like spun silk in my hand.
“Okay?” I asked, running a thumb along her lower lip.
In response, she took my thumb into her mouth and sucked. Hard.
Then she started humming a new tune, all for me.
I almost came right there.
Still humming, she moved her lips from my thumb to my cock, her tongue darting out to tease the tip as she fisted me. Water slid down her face like rain, and she blinked up at me with those devious green eyes.
I stared down into them, watching the darkness swirl.
My cock pulsed in her hand, and she grinned, wicked and powerful. Fucking beautiful.
She needed this as badly as I did. Craved it. The roughness. The realness of it all.
In a place where blood rained from the sky and ghouls begged for bones outside the city walls, sometimes it was easy to forget that even immortal beings could still ache and bleed and die.
Not tonight. Right now, right here, we both remembered.
She parted her lips and took me in deep, her sweet music vibrating across my flesh, my hands buried in her hair as I fucked her hot little mouth until she gagged.
“Right there, angel,” I growled. “Right fucking there.”
She looked up at me then, another flash of pure wickedness, then sucked me in deep and raked her nails down my abs, blood mixing with the water, and I hit the back of her throat and came so fucking hard I thought I might actually disappear.
