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“You should have.”
He pulls back just enough to stare into my eyes. “Would you have gone with me?”
“Fuck, yes.”
He grinds his hips up into me and groans, a deep, guttural sound that would have melted me if I weren’t already little more than a puddle beneath his hands. “I’m going to take my time with you tonight.” His lips brush over my pulse. “Going to savor every fucking inch of your body.”
His hands slide down to my ass as he continues to drag the sharp tips of his fangs against my skin. My fingers dig into his shoulders as I silently beg him to sink them into me.
He pulls back and holds onto me as he moves away from the wall and toward the large bed. Laying me back, he pulls away to stare down at me. “I’ve nearly lost you far too many times,” he says softly.
“I have lost you. Twice, I’ve watched you either die or nearly die.”
“We even, then?”
“Not even close.” I reach out and grasp his shirt, pulling him down toward me, guiding his lips to mine. He scoots us further up on the bed, lips still on mine as he devours my mouth, one tantalizing slip of his tongue at a time. My magic roars in response to my lust, but instead of pulling it back, I let it consume me.
With a single touch, magic pours into Tarnley, sending him onto his back as I climb on top of him.
“That’s not fair.”
“All’s fair in love and war.”
He grins, and I drop my head, taking his mouth with mine again as I grind my hips against his erection. With strong fingers, he grips my hips as fireworks snap between us. “You’re going to drive me wild.”
“Well, if we’re going to die soon, might as well go out with a bang.”
I don’t give him a moment to respond before my lips are crashing back onto his. Tarnley’s hands slip up my sides and beneath my shirt. He pulls it over my head, breaking the kiss just long enough to toss the shirt to the floor.
In the blink of an eye, my back is pressed against the mattress with Tarnley towering over me as he kneels between my legs.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” I tell him. With the snap of my fingers, his shirt falls away. He stares down at it then back to me.
“How’d you—I liked that shirt.”
“I’ll buy you another one.” I run my fingertips down the ridged lines of his abdomen, savoring the feel of his hard body beneath my hands as his own goes to the button of my jeans. He pops it open then slowly draws them down my legs before standing and removing his own.
“I told you I wanted to savor you,” he growls. “Now I can think of nothing but being inside of you.”
“Save the savoring for later,” I demand.
He’s on me before I take my next breath, hands in my hair, gripping and pulling the strands nearly to the point of pain. He spreads my knees apart with his thighs and thrusts forward, filling me in one single movement. My cry is swallowed by his tongue as he fucks me mercilessly.
There’s a time for sweet lovemaking.
A time for passion.
But right now? All I want is his body on mine.
Every nerve afire, my body climbs higher and higher, closer to the release I so desperately crave.
Tarnley pulls away from me and runs his fangs down the side of my throat. Knowing he’s asking for permission, I tilt my head to the side. “Do it,” I reply. “Please.”
He doesn’t argue. Doesn’t wait for additional permission. His fangs sink into my skin, and I reach to the sides to grip the sheets in an attempt to not scream out his name as an orgasm, unlike anything I’ve ever felt, rips through me.
With each pull of my blood into his mouth, my muscles spasm and he thrusts once, twice more, before his own passion consumes him. He pulls out of my body as he withdraws his fangs, and when he looks down at me, crimson dripping from his lips, I’m unable to tear my eyes away.
No matter what this world throws at us.
War.
Blood.
Sweat.
Psychotic council members.
It doesn’t matter because, in the end, we’ll handle every single one of them.
Together, we can’t fail because, live or die, we’ll be doing it side-by-side.
