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Really? What the fuck have I been doing this entire time then? If he can heal my useless broken organ and all the trauma I’m carrying around, then maybe I can finally get a good night’s sleep. Or maybe he’s been healing me slowly. My mental state has lifted tremendously since meeting him…
But who am I without my darkness? I’m not sure I have the courage to find out.
Rune speeds up his thrusts, going so deep and hard I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk for a day. He hits my sensitive flesh over and over until I’m nearing the edge. So fucking close.
“That’s a good fucking girl. Now say my name and beg for my come.”
This man and begging—I’m one hundred and ten percent on board with it.
“Rune, if you don’t come in my pussy, I’m going to feed on you until you fucking pass out.”
He groans at that and I can feel his growl vibrating down my back. He pumps into me a few more times before I’m screaming and covering my mouth in a sad attempt to keep the sound muffled that I don’t think works as well as I’m hoping.
Rune thrusts once more and holds himself so hard against me that his dick is pressing against my cervix. I can feel his swollen cock throbbing as he releases his come in me and I’m coming right along with him, our juices mixing and spilling together down my slit.
We stay like this for a few blissful moments while we both pant and catch our breath. I wish we could stay in this moment forever, where the only thing that matters is him and me. I relish in it as much as I can, remembering our scent. The feeling of his skin and his kisses that he starts to press along my spine.
“No hearts attached—right?” I whisper, sounding entirely unsure of our sworn statement.
“Can they be?”
I don’t know what to say… so I don’t say anything. My chest is beating a mile a minute and if I let my heart speak for me it would wrap him up in a second and sayhell yes.
“You’re mine.”His deep voice echoes in me. I shiver at the thought of being exclusive, but let’s be honest. I’m a prisoner and he’s my guard. I’m the Goddess of Dawn and fated to the God of Death, whom I very muchdolove. But I also happen to be blood-bonded to another Eostrix and have an aching heart for my cruel Cypress.
Fuck. It’s all such a godsdamn mess.
But they’reall mine.
“Possessive much?”
“You’re the one that almost ripped your heart out for me. Doesn’t that make you the possessive one?”He slowly pulls out of me and I’m already mourning our separation.
I turn to look at my beautiful male. His dark hair is wet with sweat and his crimson eyes are busy devouring me. “I saved your life, thank you very much.”
He lies down next to me, our eyes dancing with one another as my tattoo warms.“I could have taken Arulius.”
I raise an eyebrow but he’s being serious. Asshole. “Then why didn’t you!? I don’t know what power took over me but… don’t pull that shit again.”
He smirks at me.“I wanted to see how much you liked me, pup. It turns out you like me quite a lot, especially coming from someone who demands that no hearts are attached.”
He leans closer and kisses me just like I’ve dreamed a man always would. It’s passionate and deep. My heart is fluttering like a caged wild bird. I’m not sure I can keep it in there for much longer.
He’s going to completely ruin me.
“I’ll take care of you, Elodie. You’re mine and I’m yours. You say the word and I’ll do anything for you. You want my heart? I’ll cut it out for you and feed it to you myself. You want my loyalty—I’ll wear a godsdamn Vernovian Thorn for you. You want other males, I’ll fucking watch you take it and join in.”He pulls his lips away and presses his forehead to mine, staring into my eyes. Goosebumps ripple down my arms and I’m a fucking puddle to this god, or whatever he is.
I run my hand down his jawline, admiring his soft skin and neck tattoos. “What god are you? Why can’t you talk?”
He stills at my question, not in the guilty way Arulius used to (trust me, I’ve figured that one out), but in a vulnerable way—like he’s damaged and hurt about whatever the answer is.
“I don’t know. The knowledge has been lost in time, as many of the other gods have since Violet ruined the Rhythm. One of silence maybe… Icanspeak. I choose not to though—it’s only safe through the mind.”
A gasp leaves me. He can but chooses not to?
“Why? If you can speak, then why don’t you?” Pain fills his eyes and I’m already regretting asking. My eyes unconsciously drift down to his scarred throat, where it looks like someone literally ripped out his voice box. The tattoos make it difficult to see, but I’ve noticed it from day one.
“I’m cursed to keep silent, to keep the secrets of the world quiet and hidden away. I don’t remember who placed this curse. My purpose is simply to observe and never tell… so my voice is eerie, filled with rot and horror. So dreadful that when my prior love heard me speak for the first time… she tried to kill me.”
