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Release rocketed through me again, the kind I’d never reached by myself, intense and overwhelming and Raziel didn’t give me any quarter.
He drove my body up and up and up with such expert ease, I might have touched the heavens before crashing back down.
By the time Raz was done, I was wrung out, little jolts of pleasure jerking through my body when he climbed to his feet, wiping my juices from his mouth. I didn’t bother closing my legs, I couldn’t do anything except slide my hands over his thick shoulders as he positioned himself over me.
He was so beautiful.
A conquering god and right now, he belonged to me, only to me, and nobody else.Mine. I thought, somewhere deep inside,all mine.
“Fuck Anaria, you’re so tight.” Raz hissed as he pushed inside, stopping partway in. “Are you fucking sure?”
“Yes.” I nodded in case the blood was pounding in his ears as loudly as it was pounding in mine. Raz entered me in one stroke, I bit my lip at the sharp punch of pain. He went still, fully sheathed inside me, so godsdamned big,too big, but the pressure was edged in pain…but delicious.
“You’re a fucking virgin?” His face wasn’t…angry, exactly, more like he expected me to tell him he was wrong. “Tell me the truth, Anaria. Are you?”
“Yes.” My voice came out faint. “I am…was.”
“Godsdamn it.” He hung his head, dark hair brushing my face and I feared he’d pull out, walk away, leave me here. “Godsdamn it.”
“I want this, Raz.” My voice came out a little stronger, even though tears flowed down the side of my face. “I wantyou. This can be something for just the two of us, something no one can ever take away. If I had to give up this part of myself…I wanted to give this to you.” I reached up and touched his cheek.
“To you, Raz. I’m giving myself to you. Please…please take me.”
I held my breath, waiting for him to leave, waiting for power to roar through me in a flash of light, but nothing happened. Which was a good thing, since Raz was braced above me, and I hadn’t really thought this part through at all.
Now that my body was adjusting to the hard length of his cock, he felt good, better than I’d imagined anything could ever feel. Full and complete, like I’d been craving this forever. “Raziel?” I asked, a small smile curving my lips before I could stop myself. “Are we done?”
I knew we were not, in fact done. I’d seen enough animals—and people—fuck that I knew he still needed to find completion. And for some strange reason, I very much wanted to watch that happen.
I wanted him undone.
I wanted Raziel to come apart for me.
“No, I’m not fucking done.” He leaned down, caught my mouth and pressed his tongue in as he began to move, the tugging pain turning to pleasure as he shallowly slid in and out. That slow, velvety glide sent my hips moving again, as if I could somehow guide him deeper.
“You should have told me.” His voice was low. “You should have told me the truth from the beginning.” And if I had, would we even be here now? I closed my eyes, ripples of pleasure radiating through me as he pulled out slow, then slid back in a little bit deeper.
“Raz…” His name moaned out of my lips in a low, sultry tone that could not possibly have come from my lips.
“Yes, Anaria?” He withdrew, pushed all the way in, a bead of sweat splashing between my breasts, his arms shaking as he slowly took me.
“What do you want? What do youneed?”
“More. Just…more.” He couldn’t lean close because of the collar, even now, those deadly spikes nearly grazed my face, but his eyes gleamed with emotion, a low, needy groan slipping between his lips as he fucked me, his corded neck flexing, his powerful arms trembling.
All of that, because of me.
Pleasure overflowed, erupted, crested in glorious waves, then swallowed me whole.
I orgasmed again, deeper and wilder, everything more intense this time because Raziel was inside me and he was the one I chose to be my first.
Mine, mine, mine…the word sang inside me, a word I had no right to be thinking, yet I couldn’t stop myself.
When I could move, I stroked my finger down his cheek, pausing over the healing marks. “I’m glad it was you, Raziel.”
He exploded inside me, holding back his roar through clenched teeth, his whole body bowing beneath the force of his release as he caught himself on his elbow before the spikes touched me.
He was beautiful, beautiful in a way I’d seen in paintings, pictured in my darkest fantasies, but never thought I’d see for myself. It was a long time before either of us moved, then Raz backed off, tucked himself away, his gaze traveling over me as if he wanted to commit me to memory.
