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But, of course, he’s not the only one who has a claim on me.
The moment Caelan draws away even slightly, Elias is there to replace him. On the surface, it seems like he’s still fairly composed, but the absolute hunger in his gaze as he traps me against the wall again makes my breath catch. His eyes are almost pure black with want. With jealousy. It’s been killing him to stand back and watch Caelan have his way with me.
“My turn,” Elias says, voice low and reverberating in that way it does when his more human façade starts to crack.
“O-ohh, fuck.” He’s not even done anything yet, but he’s radiating that intensity and sheerpowerthat makes me desperately want to surrender my whole existence to him.
Elias isn’t rough and impatient the same way Caelan is. His touch is slow, purposeful, and so damn possessive. He undoes the zipper of my dress and finally pulls it off me completely, then drags me against him.
I clutch at his shirt as he picks me up by the back of my thighs and carries me over to the bed, tossing me down onto the covers with a smirk. Immediately, he’s all over me.
Elias settles between my thighs and caresses up my body with firm touches and hot, open-mouthed kisses. I arch up and moan as his lips find my peaked nipples, tongue curling and flicking against each in turn.
He’s almost entirely dressed still, aside from his jacket, while I’m completely naked and pinned beneath him. Or almost completely naked. I still have the heels on, but it’s not worth undoing the straps on them at this point. Besides, there’s something incredibly hot about getting fucked into the bed wearing nothing but my high heels.
I reach up to try and undo the buttons of his shirt like I did with Caelan, but Elias grips my wrists and pins them back down on the bed.
“I don’t believe I gave you permission to touch yet,” he says, and his voice alone makes heat pulse through me.
I whimper quietly. Ineedhim. I want to touch him so badly, but I obey. I’ll always obey. I can’t resist anything he says when he orders me around in that tone.
Elias’ smirk widens. He releases my wrists, but in the place of his hands, he curls his shadows around me instead.
They’re almost impossible to describe. He’s not solidifying them into anything tangible, although I’m certain he could simply form rope out of them if he wanted to. But he leaves them as they are—ethereal, smoke-like coils that are somehow solid enough I can’t pull away from them. They feel like cold, soft static.
He binds my wrists above my head with his shadows, then sits back on his heels to take his shirt off, and I can only watch and stare.
Elias chuckles at my expression. “Still so needy, even after having already come on Caelan’s cock.”
I squirm. He’s not wrong. I’m still so wet and desperate for it, and how could I not be when he’s looking down at me like that? Like he wants to devour me, claim me. So much heat in his eyes, yet still with just enough control to hold back.
“Elias…” I beg softly.
He strips to the waist, then undoes his trousers and removes them. I moan as he draws his cock out, hard and leaking. He’s been waiting this whole time, watching Caelan and me. No wonder.
I bite my lip, unable to take my eyes off him as he rolls on a condom. I want that,needit inside me. Need Elias to claim me. There’s a feral promise underlying the darkness in his eyes and his unyielding grip on me. He’s going to ruin me.
“Tell me you want this.”
I swallow back a whimper. “I want it! Elias, Sir, please. You have no idea how badly I need you.”
He leans back in again, pinning me to the bed with every inch of his body. There’s no clothing in the way this time, just his skin against mine. I can feel his breath ghosting against my throat, teeth grazing at my pulse point.
“Tell me you’remine.”
So possessive. But I adore his possessiveness when I’m pinned beneath him like this, bound by his shadows, helpless under his intensity. He makes me feel like he owns me, and there’s nothing I want more in my existence than to belong to him. Belong to them.
“I’m yours,” I breathe out. Quiet but sincere.
He thrusts into me, and I cry out.
I arch up against him, rocking my hips to meet his.God. Damn. He fills me so good.I want to take him as deep as I can. Slick and clenching around his cock, my whole body trembles with the way he pounds into me.
I’m going to be feeling it tomorrow, with both being so rough, but for the time being, it absolutely thrills me to the core.
Elias’ power flickers around him like back at the gala, the way he gets when his mood is intense. The room seems to narrow and darken around him until all I can focus on is him. Elias’ eyes lock with mine, his hands grasping at my waist, his cock filling me up and fucking me until pleasure wracks my body. He’s going to leave those black, shadowy bruises on me again at this rate.
I moan, brokenly gasping out his names—Elias and Sir and Master.
