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He sounds… not quite sincere, but matter-of-fact. And, I want to believe him.Has he just been pretending all this time to get access to his father? Or is the shard weakening and losing its control over him?
“How have we misunderstood?” I ask, reaching up and touching his face, staring into those remarkable green eyes of his, desperate for an answer that makes sense.
“I’m not evil, Ann. I just understand how things are now.” He leans down and kisses me, a kiss that sets my body aflame. A kiss that instantly brings me back to every time this incredible man ever touched me.
I couldn’t say no to him before, less so when he turns us so his body is on top of mine and continues kissing me over and over again until my head spins and my heart swells. He gathers my hands and pulls them over my head, holds them there as he grinds his hips into mine.
It’s harder than when we were together before, rougher than any of the others, but not wholly unenjoyable. I inhale his kiss, passion and want as it seems to seep into my very blood. When he touches me, it’s like all my thoughts fade away. A small part of me thinks this might all be in my head, but I can’t seem to care.
He releases me and pulls the long, white nightgown I’m wearing off. His gaze burns as it runs over me, and then he removes his boxers, tossing them onto the floor. Settling above me once more he kisses his way up my throat, catches my lips, and captures my hands, placing them back above my head.
My legs spread to accommodate him as he settles in lower, and then he begins to rub his length along my hot core. My body trembles. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter as desire rushes through me.
His tip pushes into my opening, and I gasp, pulling against his hands, but they hold me firmly in place. He’s so big. Even after all this time, I haven’t gotten used to the sheer size of my shadow beasts. Sometimes it feels like my body isn’t made to handle cocks this big. Other things? Other times it feels like the most incredible thing to be so small and have men who are so well-endowed.
He plunges into me. Harder than I expected, but I miss him so fucking much that I don’t care. He keeps thrusting, and my legs curl around his back, allowing him to take me deeper, but then the way he thrusts gets uncomfortable. Too fast and too hard before I’m ready.
When I try to pull free, he clenches my wrists harder. I try to wrench away but he holds me, his eyes dark. “Fuck, Ann. You have no idea how incredible your pussy feels.”
I’m not a prude at all, but his language surprises me. He’s never been crude with me before. Maybe I was rubbing off on him.Who knew?Instead of worrying about it, I close my eyes and concentrate on the kisses he’s trailing along my neck. They aren’t tender, but the sensation is erotic. And even though he didn’t say it, I suspect he’s slowing down because he realized he’d gotten too rough.
My Phantom.
He moves down so he can nibble my breast. His scruff scratches my skin a little, but the feeling isn’t unpleasant, in fact, it keeps me present. Keeps me from simply being lost in his touch. He sucks my breasts harder and harder, and now my body feels better prepared for his massive length. His teeth bite, a little, and I gasp, instinctually trying to lift my hands, but his grip keeps me in place.
Lifting away from my breasts, he returns and kisses my mouth once more. Hard. Before thrusting inside of me once more. This time, he’s even more intense than before as he pounds his body into mine. The sensation is a thin line between pleasure and pain, but I try to focus on the pleasure. To match his rhythm, but all I can do is hang on.
He plunges in an out until I’m on the edge, then he pinches my nipple as he sucks the other, and my body flies apart. My orgasm hitting me so hard that my head is spinning, and I’m barely aware of who I am or where. But he’s not done yet. He drives into me harder and deeper, faster and faster, until he finally grunts and comes. I feel his hot seed as it spills inside of me, and it feels perfect. Perfect that we both came. That we’re together again.
After a moment, he lets go of my wrists, panting hard above me.
My wrists are sore, and my fingers feel a little numb, which surprises me. I hadn’t realized how hard he was holding me, probably hard enough that his grip will leave bruises, which is unlike him. Not bad. But not like Phantom.
In fact, something just feels… off about our love making. He was rough. Too rough, rough in a strange way. My men aren’t exactly delicate in bed, but none of them have left me feeling anything but satisfied. This time though, I feel sore.
I shake off the thoughts because although our sex was roughly passionate, that’s all it was. Not cruel. Not unpleasant. It’s like I’m trying to ruin a nice moment with crazy worries, and I’m not about to do that right now.
He rolls off of me to lie on his back, arm thrown over his eyes. It’s unlike Phantom, who typically loves to cuddle after sex, but I imagine he’s as overwhelmed by all of this as I am. Or maybe I’m making this all into a big deal because I was stupid enough to have sex with him before asking him all the questions that seem to be haunting me. Most women don’t want to sleep with someone when they have a bunch of things stressing them out.
“Phantom.” He shoots me a side eye, peeking at me beneath his arm, and I smile. “You said we misunderstood. But what did we get wrong?” Maybe it’s the after-sex euphoria that makes me brave, but I want him to tell me that he was coming back, that he let his father take him so he could destroy him himself, but instead, he gives me a smile that’s so creepy it actually makes my breath catch.
“All life on earth is meaningless, Ann.”
“What?”He didn’t just say that.
“Ann, think about it. We can have everything we ever wanted here.”Does he mean live in a world with pure darkness, no plants, and just a bunch of half-dead creatures running around in it? That’s everything we ever wanted?“You just have to stop caring aboutthere.” He leans up on his elbows and looks down at me. There’s possession in his gaze. Ownership and my stomach clenches.
I won’t be owned.
“Nothing can survive like that. Maybe us, but not the humans, the fae, the shifters… not all of them.”
He shrugs. “They don’t really matter.”
Oh, hell…
“And what about your brothers? They’re on earth. They’ve been fighting the king and his men, are they really going to be safe here?” I have to ask. They’re fighting so hard to get him back. He should know how important he is to them, what they’re willing to do, to sacrifice, although, I’m not sure it matters to him or that he’s going to care. Not the man who’s sitting in front of me right now.
“Dusk and the other two can come here. They can be safe as our servants.” His smile gets creepier by the second. “All you have to do… each of you, is accept that this is how it’s going to happen. That this is our new world, with my father ruling.”
