Page 107 of Blood that Burns


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He nods, running a hand down my cheek while he positions himself at my entrance. My core tightens and my chest heaves as I prepare myself for the inevitable sting that I know is coming.

“It’ll be all right. I’ll take care of you.” I nod, closing my eyes. “Look at me, sunshine.” I open my eyes to find him looking at me keenly. “Are you sure about this?”

I nod again, unable to form words.

“Use your words, Maggie. I have to know you still want this. There’s no do-over once I’ve had you. No second first time.”

“I’ll never want anyone else, Law. I’m ready.”

“Good, because once I’ve had you, no other man ever will.” He growls the words and my body heats in eagerness.

I love this alpha attitude that Law’s stepped into. He’s never been like this before. Protective? Yes. Moody? Duh. But possessive, domineering... claiming? Never. And I have to admit I’m obsessed.

“Please make me yours.”

His eyes close as he bites his lower lip and my body sings for him. He works himself inside, stopping to allow me to adjust to him.

“This will only sting for a second. Okay?”

“I trust you.”

With that, he thrusts forward and claims me wholly.

I cry out at the pinch, and he stills. “You tell me when you’re ready.” I nod several times, teeth clenched as the pain eases. He moves slowly, which seems to help. The pain is chased away by increasing pleasure.

“I’m ready.” My voice doesn’t sound like me, heady and deep. Based on how Law’s looking at me, he didn’t miss it either. His lids are lowered, and he looks like he’d devour me if I let him.

“You have no... idea,” he groans, and finally begins to move.

Pleasure rushes through me as he pushes into me over and over. My body syncs with his and I match his moves, meeting him with every thrust. Pressure builds and I know I’m moments away from falling apart again. His face screws up and I wonder if he’s ready too.

“Come with me,” he says through his teeth, pumping into me harder.

I don’t know if I’m imagining it, but it feels like his cock swells inside of me, getting larger, if that’s possible. My orgasm is just out of reach, and as if he senses it, his tempo increases. His hand comes between us, one finger rubbing just the right spot. My walls tighten around him, and the mewling sounds I’m making give away that I’m on the edge.

“Maggie,” he warns.

I cry out, falling over the precipice, and he falls with me, shouting out his own release.

We both cling to the energy coursing through us, the absolute synchronicity of our joined bodies and the harmony we’ve created.

A perfect symphony that could only ever be us.

I know with certainty, wrapped in Law’s arm’s, sated, and changed in ways I hadn’t even considered, this was right. This was fated.

For as long as this universe allows, I’ll be Law’s. My heart is in his hands.

“After careful consideration, it’s been decided that Count Dupré will remain imprisoned until a time at which I feel his prejudices towards humans are gone or at least tempered enough that he’s no longer a threat to them.”

My head whips to the front as the room erupts in whispers.

Count Dupré’s trial isfinallyover.

Addy weeps in Marina’s arms, surely relieved to hear her father won’t be put to death. As happy for her as I am, I’m not convinced the Count will ever be reformed enough to not be a threat to humans. Not in this lifetime at least. But what do I know?

“The trial is adjourned. The execution of Elias Byron will be held tomorrow,” Julian says, officially dismissing us all.

Marina has Addy curled into her side, ushering her out the door, completely forgetting I’m even here. Not that it bothers me. I like having my space. I got so used to it, cooped up in Marcellus’s manor.

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