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“What?” His lips brushed my ears. My neck. He ran his tendrils lightly—teasingly—along my core. “What do you want, Aisling?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
Mrak growled. Maybe he hadn’t expected so honest an answer. His wordless reply was to enter me with two massive fingers, but unlike before, my body seemed to shift to accommodate him now that I was a shadow demon. This human form was a preference, not so much a reality.
Mrak adapted by piercing me with three clawed fingers instead.
I arched back against him, moaning as pleasure spiraled through me. Mrak moved fast, timing his strokes with the shadow tendrils playing with my body. He was not slow or methodical, but wild and demanding. Within seconds, my body heeded his call, clenching around his fingers and sending me crashing into an orgasm that made my legs feel like jelly.
It was sinful. Divine. It waseverything. And yet, still not enough. Mrak was still being too gentle, and I didn’t want that. I was no longer fragile.
I pushed off the mirror, spun fast, and shoved Mrak toward my bed. He caught himself, his tendrils holding him upright as I ran and leapt. He caught me in his arms, but I used the momentum to my advantage, landing us on the mattress with me on top.
I shoved my hand between my legs and guided his huge length to my entrance. Mrak hissed as I grabbed him, then froze as I sank down on to him. We both moaned.
“Aisling,” he said, his tone like a prayer.
I was no god. And neither was he.
“You wanted to know what I wanted,” I said as I gripped the headboard. “It’s you. I wantyou. And I’m going to show you.”
Mrak grinned wide and held my hips as I bucked against him, riding him with wild abandon. Like we’d never make love again. As if this was the first and only time we ever would. I felt every part of him—where his hands touched my skin, where our bodies met. I even felt him through the shadow tendrils that traced trails down his body.
Pleasure soared through me, building and mounting at my core where our bodies met. Mrak held my gaze the entire time. It drove the moment to a new level of intimacy that sent another orgasm barreling through me. My body seized atop Mrak’s with the force of it, but before it was through, Mrak had wrapped an arm around me and turned us.
Now face down on the mattress, I couldn’t see Mrak. All I could do was feel him as his shadow tendrils grabbed my hands and pinned them to either side of me. They forced my legs open as Mrak lifted up my hips and settled between them, nudging my entrance. He grunted and yanked my hips backward, slamming his length into me. I gasped at the feel of him from his angle, at the relative helplessness as he drove into me again and again. Hard and fast, with no rest. No grace. No romance.
Just our hips meeting in a near-violent fashion as he rutted into me.
I couldn’t help but grin even as my lips parted with pleasure. I fisted the blankets as he hit an angle that had my legs quaking and another orgasm building deep, deep within me like I’d never felt before.
Mrak grunted behind me, then above as he leaned over my body. His animalistic movements, this heated, intense desire, turned him into an entirely different person. Possessive. Aggressive.Primal.
“I want to breed you,” he grunted against my back.
Gods.I wanted him to. I hadn’t been sure before, but now, with us like this, with me a shadow demon too, I couldn’t think of anything else in this moment.
“Do it,” I begged, my breath shaky. My hearing grew muffled with my arousal. I was desperate now—for release, for Mrak’s. For him. All of him.
Mrak groaned a response and shifted his hands to my breasts. He squeezed them as he speared himself on me like a piston that never stopped. The sensations and angle brought me to climax, my orgasm shattering through me like a lightning strike. I called out his name, grasped backward for his arm, as he ground into me one last time and came. Only when he regained his breath did he pull out and roll to the side, collapsing down beside me.
I turned to face Mrak, reaching for him. His hands. His chest. Anything, as though he were a buoy in an ocean. Love drifted between us. It was palpable in the air. But not just love—power, energy. Magic.
I couldn’t help but smile even as I regained my breath.
Mrak’s eyelids slid closed, a sleepy smile on his lips. Only when I asked my next question did they crack open again in surprise.
“So, an heir, you say?”
Mrak chuckled and drew me close. “We will crown us both first. The rest we can talk about another day.”
I’d never been happier in my entire life than at this very moment.
I just hoped it would last. That we’d get that future we both wanted so badly.
