Page 4 of Tasting Darkness


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“Move closer, Lycus. She wants your scent,” Darius says, and I peer at him over my shoulder.

“Demonic fae, Love. I’m part incubus. So, I can sense your desire and what you’re craving.”

I think over his words and turn back to see Lycus smile slyly.

“I have no issues being all nice and close,” Lycus purrs, his eyes flickering under the dim light of the fireplace.

Lycus presses his chest against mine, his entire body touching, and I slide my leg between his, melting against him, suddenly not caring if I look needy. I just want his skin and Darius’ heat.

“Go to sleep, Aleera. You’re safe with us,” Darius whispers.

“You’re not mad?” I ask him.

“Mad that our keeper is one of the most powerful faes in the world? Never. But now we know we need to take extra precautions,” Darius whispers behind me.

His sudden change since the other day is giving me whiplash, and some part of me wonders if he is only being nice because he wants my non-existent power. Or because he now knows he owns the ultimate weapon, one he could use to his benefit.

“What’s wrong?” Lycus asks, and I open my eyes to see him staring at me.

“Nothing,” I whisper, and I see his eyes dart to Darius before I push my face into Lycus’ neck, only to hear him purr.

The sound soothes my soul as I melt against them while Darius’ heat bleeds through me like my personal heat pack. I sigh, closing my eyes and snuggling between them, enjoying it for now because no doubt they would probably go back to hating me when I am no longer shredding and of no use to them. So, for now, I would enjoy the bond and worry about its withdrawal when it happens. I know I will pay dearly for letting them get this close. The withdrawal from the bond is bound to be pure agony, yet I ignore common sense, instead giving into the bond for once.

I let my eyes close. A few hours later, I am awoken by Ryze, his beak playing with my hair. Opening my eyes, he pulls away, staring at me, then his tongue slivers out, flicking over my cheek. I blink up at him perched on the bedhead.

Lycus is still asleep, and I can hear Darius snoring behind me, feel his breath on me, tickling the back of my neck. Rubbing my eyes, I lift Darius’ arm off me, wiggling out from between them, and scoot to the end of the bed. Seeing that I am getting up, Ryze flies over to me and perches himself on my shoulder, rubbing his beak across my cheek and cooing softly.

His weight becomes heavy, and his talons dig into my flesh, making me hiss. Still, I scratch his tummy feathers as I peer back at the bed.

Kalen is beside Lycus, snuggling against him, also asleep. However, Tobias isn’t in bed, and I can’t see him in the room. I walk toward the bathroom and turn the handle, only for it to open. Tobias steps out, having just hopped out of the shower. A towel hangs dangerously low on his hips, his hair is wet, and droplets cascade down his chest from the shower. Some foreign urge to trace the hard lines of his abs rushes over me. My breathing hitches as my eyes travel lower to his V-line that disappears beneath his towel.

Ryze shifts his weight on my shoulder, his talons digging into my skin and collarbone, piercing through my delicate skin.

“Ryze, careful,” Tobias scolds, holding his hand out for him to climb on. I am relieved when Ryze climbs up his arm and off mine, only to perch on Tobias’ shoulder for a moment before flying out the window.

“We need to cut his claws,” I tell Tobias, while looking down at my bleeding shoulder. I wipe the blood off only to look up at Tobias, whose eyes are glazed over, staring at my neck. Tobias licks his lips and steps closer.

ChapterFour

“Tobias?” I ask. He shakes his head, snapping himself out of whatever frenzied daze he’s in.

“Yeah?” he says. I look at the bed to see Lycus climbing out of it. Kalen and Darius still lay sound asleep. I hold up my wrist with a sigh, and Tobias shakes his head when I feel heat press against my back and fingers swipe my hair to my other shoulder. Lycus kisses my cheek as I look over my shoulder at him.

“He wants to feed on you,” Lycus growls against my skin while his lips trail my shoulder and neck.

My breath hitches as sparks zap and move over my skin. I tilt my head, giving him better access, loving the feel of his lips on my body. The bond urges me to give myself to them and let them do what they please with me. I want to obey. Desire courses through me so viciously that it makes my legs tremble as Lycus pulls me back against him. One hand squeezes my breast while the other is flat against my abdomen.

“You’re overwhelming her, Lycus,” Darius says, and I blink out of my lust-filled haze. Glancing over to look at him to see Darius sit up in bed. He rubs his eyes while Kalen wiggles closer, placing his head in Darius’ lap and wrapping his arms around his waist. I watch as Darius runs his fingers through Kalen’s hair, and I suddenly want to crawl back into bed to be with them.

“Someone wants to shred,” Lycus purrs, and I look up at him behind me. Lycus smiles seductively, and his eyes turn obsidian as his big hand cups my cheek, tilting my face toward his. I swallow at his closeness, and his eyes dart to my lips. He smiles mischievously, leaning his face closer; his breath fanning over my lips teasingly, nearly touching but waiting to see if I would pull away.

When I close the distance, his rich cinnamon and smokey scent entices me, my lips brushing his plump ones, wanting access. The noise that leaves me when his tongue brushes mine sounds needy as I turn in his arms, kissing him hungrily.

He smiles in amusement against my lips as I maul him. My tongue tangles with his, and I kiss him deeper. Lycus’ huge hands grip my thighs, hoisting me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms slipping around his neck.

One of his hands slides up my back to my neck as Lycus kisses me harder, dominating my mouth as he tastes every inch, devouring my lips in a soul-destroying kiss. Heat rushes through me, and I gasp, pulling away from him breathlessly. Lycus smiles smugly, and his eyes flicker. He gave me some of his magic, just a taste, and I suddenly want more. His magic writhes through me, tickling my insides.

A moan escapes me, my eyes falling shut when warmth seeps into my back, stopping me from falling backward at the sensation rolling through me. It slivers in my veins; it feels empowering though it flickers and tries to mingle with my white magic, making me bite my lip as I fight the urge to let it meld together.Oh, how I wanted it to.

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