“Who’s the feral one now, my love?” He chuckles. “So demanding. Take what you want. What you already know is yours.”
With my legs already around him, I flip us easily so I’m on top of him. Jayden’s grin is seductive as his eyes glow blue. He likes the power shifting, almost begs for it. He leans up, pressing his lips against mine, and I can taste myself on his tongue. I press my palms into his rock-hard chest, pressing him back into the mattress, and slam onto his cock.
“Fuck,” Jayden shouts. “You’re going to kill me but what a way to go.”
His fingers tighten on my hips hard enough to bruise but I don’t care. It’s just another way he’s marking me body and soul.
“If you won’t give up your control and go feral, I will just have to make you.” I grin as I slam back down on him again.
My nails press into his chest and a small bit of my power leaks from my core into my fingers. I circle my hips, rubbingmy clit against him and sending myself higher up that cliff for a third time at a rapid pace. Jayden growls low in his throat as my magic dances along his nerve endings. He snaps his hips up, thrusting into me from below.
“You want to see feral?” He flips us so I’m beneath him and grips my wrists, pulling them from his chest so I can’t zap him anymore.
He thrusts inside of me hard and fast and directs his shadows to wrap around my wrists, holding them immobile. Jayden grips my calves and brings them up to rest on his shoulders, changing the angle in the most delicious of ways. He slams into me, going impossibly deeper, and leans forward, nipping at the mark he left on my collarbone.
“You’re going to come for me again. Right now.” His tone is a dark pool of need, and I can’t help but fall over the edge for the third time.
His index finger presses down on my swollen clit, only prolonging the orgasm that’s rocking through my bones. Convulsions rip through me as I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Look at me, baby. I want to see every expression when you come for me.”
“Jayden.” The whisper is a plea, but I don’t even know what I’m begging for.
“It’s all right. You’re going to give me one more, and then I’ll come for you. Any way you want.” His shadows explode out of him, but they aren’t gentle caresses and teasing licks as usual.
They are rough, tugging at my nipples and nipping the mark on my shoulder. One circles my clit with a wet tongue before biting down on it and I tumble over the edge for the fourth time tonight.
Fuck me, it’s so different but exactly what I hadn’t realized I needed until this moment. It’s exquisite torture and black bleeds into Jayden’s eyes as he slams inside of me, only to pull outslowly and slam back in again and again. He doesn’t change the rhythm even as he groans, squeezing his eyes shut with a pained expression on his face.
“I’m gonna come, my love. Come with me,” he pants.
“I can’t, Jayden. Too sensitive,” I mumble.
“Yes, you can. I can make you.” His shadows redouble their efforts, some now pressing into my ass, and I scream as black spots form at the edge of my vision.
“That’s it. I can feel you squeezing me in a vise. Fucking come,” he snarls as he presses into me a final time, coming inside me with a roar.
I tumble over the edge with him, screaming for him again, and slump back on the bed, twitching but sated. Jayden rolls to the side, pulling my back into his chest and wrapping his arms around me. His breaths are sharp pants against my neck as his breathing levels out and he sighs.
“I told you I would wear you out until you couldn’t do anything but sleep.” He chuckles, fluttering my hair.
“I don’t think I can move,” I grumble.
“That was the point, love. If you can’t move, all you can do is fall asleep in my arms. That’s the only place you ever need to be. In my arms snuggled and safe, at least for a few hours a night.” He brushes the hair out of my face and rests his chin on my shoulder.
“I love you.” I turn to rest my head against his chest.
“I love you more than anything in this life and the next. Forever and always, Beth.”
“Forever and always.”
But will that be enough when we fight the queen? Will we be able to win this war intact or will she finally destroy us all?
23
“One of my sisters is gone.” Draven shakes his head.
“How many did we lose?” I ask, patting his shoulder.
