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I cut her off my capturing her lips with mine. Lust punches me in the gut, and I tighten my hold, my cock hardening. How many nights did I spend with my fist wrapped around myself, pumping into it and imagining it was this woman?

And now I know what she feels like.

The silky heat enveloping me.

She moans.

I grind up against her.Yes. Fuck her. Hard. Fast. Raw. And then bathe in her blood.I pull back quickly, breathing ragged, and climb out of the bed. Pain explodes in my head, and I drop to my knees, clenching both sides of my face.

Ember is there.

Right in front of me, her hands going to my shoulders. I can hear her voice, though I cannot make out the words.

Not through the pounding in my ears.

I breathe, drawing in oxygen and letting it out slowly in an attempt to curb the panic, but it’s no use.

Something stings my arm, but the relief is near-instant. And as I take a deep breath and open my eyes, I see why. Ember kneels in front of me, tears in her eyes, my dagger in her hand. Black blood oozes from the tip just as it slips from the wound in my arm.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know what else to do.”

“I need you,” I choke out.

The dagger clatters from her hand as I grip the back of her head and slam my mouth onto hers. It’s feverish, less passionate and more carnal desire. Heat. Energy. I plunge my tongue into her mouth as I grip the front of her dress and tear, shredding the fabric from her body, then I lift her, completely ignoring the open wound in my arm as I press her against the mattress.

Her kiss is venom and an antidote.

Healing and destruction.

Her hands go to my hair, clinging to it, pulling it. She moans softly when I slide my hands beneath her body and trail my fingers up her spine.

Every part of me craves her. Even now, when I’m in the midst of loving her, I yearn for more. She pulls away and looks down at me, lips swollen. The darkness moves within me, weak after the bleeding but strong enough that I can feel it beneath my skin.

I pull back and climb off the mattress, undoing the laces of my pants as I go. My chest burns with need, my body strained.

Ember rolls over onto her belly then arches up, going to her hands and knees. My mouth goes dry, my cock harder than it’s ever been as I take in the sight of her perfect ass. Whatever I did to deserve this woman, I’ll never know, but I’ll spend the rest of the time we have together worshipping the very ground she walks on.

I want to bury myself in her. To own every single inch of this glorious body.Mine.

I climb onto the mattress and position myself behind her, my hands going to her hips and squeezing gently. She moans, and I drive into her tight pussy. One hard thrust to bury myself within her. Her wet heat surrounds me, the pleasure nearly enough to push me to release, so I pause and reach around to run my finger over her clit. She cries out, arching her back as I stroke her then pull back and slam into her again.

I move my finger faster, sliding it over her slickness as I plunge into her, slowly, torturously. In and out, slamming into her from behind with each thrust.

“Don’t stop,” she urges.

“Never,” I growl back, moving faster. Release builds within me, a furious desperation for the woman in front of me.

She cries out as she reaches her release. When her body tightens and contracts around me, it pushes me into my own, and I pull out, my name leaving her lips as my release covers my chest.

Breathing ragged, I reach over and pull Ember closer, already desperate to feel her against me.

Ember yawns and shivers, so I stand and wipe my chest off, then retrieve a blanket and pull it up over the both of us as I climb back onto the bed. It’s been centuries since I was able to sleep during the day. At least, uninjured. But now, lying beside Ember, I allow myself to drift off as I listen to the sound of her steady breathing.

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