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Raine and Dannika reformed inside their bedroom. The soft gold walls and burgundy carpet were an expression of the home he had grown up in. The picture of his family hung on his wall as a reminder of everything he’d lost, but the woman in his arms gave him hope. Not just for him, but for all the shadow shifters. That future depended on Dannika decimating the reaper clan. Her slim shoulders seemed too frail for such a monumental task.
Her skin had barely formed when he reached for her.
“Raine,” she whispered, as he removed her clothes before his own.
Her voice was like velvet washing over his skin. It echoed inside his mind like a whispering wind. He circled his hand around her throat and brushed his thumb over her pulse, needing to burn a mark of possession in her soul. To make her understand she was irrevocably his.
He held her against his body like she was the most precious woman in the world. And she was. His life, and that of the entire shadow shifter world, depended on her survival. She would risk everything for them.
His mouth was hot and hard, and demanded her complete surrender. His hand slipped down to cup her breasts. Their shadows connected, feeding one another. Darkness was its own seduction and neither of them fought the rising desire.
He intended to go slow, to worship her body as she deserved, but as her breasts spilled free, he went wild, like a caged creature released into the wilderness.
A moan escaped her lips as his thumb traced her nipple, fueling his rampage of erotic fire. Her ability to turn his body into a thunderstorm of emotion amazed him. She moved against him, pressing closer to his body. His hand traced the curve of her breast as her hard nipple pushed into his palm.
She gripped his back. The rake of her nails incited a growl that vibrated through his chest. His cock was like a steel spike, begging for her attention. His body was on fire, and the cool air of the caves did nothing to lessen the flames.
Raine carried her to the bed, laying her down before he slid his hand between her legs to the moist heat, the evidence of her arousal. She arched off the bed as he slipped a finger inside her.
“So tight. So hot. I need you.” His voice was thick with hunger. It vibrated with the power of his alpha.
Dannika breathed an uneven staccato as Raine inserted a second finger, moving it within her until she pressed against his hand. He repeated the action with a third finger until she was on the apex of her orgasm. When she was teetering on the precipice, he removed his hand.
She grabbed his arm. “Don’t stop.”
He ran a soft caress along her heated flesh before he positioned himself between her legs. Every muscle was like chiseled steel trapped beneath his skin, pulled tight in the erotic embrace of his woman. His mate.
She moaned as the hard length of him entered her. Fear, excitement, anticipation, and panic. Her emotions raced along their bond, a cocktail of urgency and uncertainty as her hips cradled him.
When his thick head pushed against her heated flesh, her body rewarded him by bathing him in hot cream, making him grunt under the pressure. With their shadows connected, she felt everything. His hunger. His lust. His need to claim her body. He pressed into her slowly, capturing her mouth with his.
Dannika moved her hips restlessly, trying to hurry his actions. The fire was everywhere, burning through his blood. The instinct to take her hard and fast was an ever-present beast, but he held her hips when she tried to impale herself on the heated shaft invading her body.
“I’m not in control,” Raine growled, needing her to understand. His voice was barely human. She had pushed him past his inhuman restraint.
“I don’t want you in control,” she said, clutching his hair.
The sting snapped his last thread of humanity.
His body surged forward, parting her slick flesh. Her mouth locked in a scream of ecstasy as her tight muscles gripped him in a fiery paradise. He feared he would come right there, bound in that heavenly rapture, but he withdrew and thrust forward a second time.
She clung to him like a haven in a hurricane. He moved within her, pumping into her with sure, even strokes, each one stoking that internal fire, that power until it was a swirling tornado of lust. They were mindless creatures caught in a tsunami of ecstasy, colliding with one another until neither could breathe.
Dannika came, clamping down on him like a vise, taking him with her, milking him as her body shook with multiple orgasms.
He pulled out of her slowly, then drifted off to sleep with her nestled in his arms.
His arm shot out, feeling the cool covers of the empty bed beside him. “Dannika?”
She entered the bedroom. “Hey.”
“Where did you go?”
She glanced at the hallway. “I was going to visit Darren, but I got lost.”
He didn’t like her confusion, as if she wasn’t sure she should answer him. “You’re supposed to use the rune maps. That’s why you have them. It took me two years to memorize the hundreds of tunnels in this mine.”
She touched the rune on her wrist. “I guess with everything going on, I forgot.”
