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Halen doesn’t just have to face her fear, she has to look into the eyes of her monster and surrender. Emergence of our darkest aspect is not a sickness. It’s not psychopathy.
It’s providence.
To deny this part of ourself iscontra naturam—a sin against our very nature.
And Halen’s denial will damn us both.
“Don’t take your eyes off the sky,” I command, the ache in my voice guttural and raw. “Watch those flickers of light and know their beauty could never compare to yours, Halen. Not for me. There is nothing in this world or the next that will ever rival you. I knew that the very first time I saw you, with the setting sun your backdrop to illuminate you like a goddess. You owned the elements. You owned me.”
Her breathing shallows even as her pulse screams in her veins, beating wildly as I press my lips to the throbbing point in her neck.
“You’re so fucking beautiful in every light,” I say, my voice thick with arousal, “yet even more striking in your shadows, where you think you’re safely hidden. You should know by now that you can’t hide from me. Everything you say and do twists me, makes me a feral heathen. You’re so fucking perfect the way you shamelessly ride my hand, your needy clit seeking friction, your pussy gripping my fingers and begging for my cock. So fucking sexy when you give yourself over to the frenzy, you make me a madman who wants to watch you come on my fingers and fuck you at the same time.”
The backs of her thighs rest along mine, and I jam my foot between her feet to unlock her knees and splay her legs wide.
Unprepared, she tips forward past the handrail. “Jesus, Kallum.” A muttered curse falls free as her gaze snaps to the ground far below. As she pushes back against my chest, I seal my hands tighter over hers on the rail, my bruised knuckles pulsing in painful time to the quickening of her heart.
“I swear, I won’t let you fall.” I nuzzle her hair, deliriously drunk on her fear. “But I won’t stop until I discover what scares you, sweetness.”
Her resulting shiver ricochets through me, and I band my body tight around hers. Every soft curve of her figure aligns with my unyielding form to tear at my control.
“Every night, I taste you on my tongue,” I whisper over her ear, “becoming a ravenous beast as I’m torn awake, desperate for a chance to bury my face between your thighs and lap your cunt.” My cock jumps as she arches her back and rocks into me, her impulse overriding her anxiety. “And I know you feel me. I know the mark on your thigh is fire in the middle of the night when you stir awake to the hollow ache between your thighs. Because I feel you. I feel your fingers, shaky, as they explore over your trembling belly to touch yourself.”
I greedily meet the slight roll of her hips with my own, catching the flames of her fire as she burns hotter, eliciting an erotic moan that slides beneath my flesh at the tantalizing friction.
She’s trying not to move, to keep from drawing attention, yet her body demands the abrasive caress of her panties over her clit, her thighs quivering with need to clench closed and offset the ache.
“Do you know how many times I’ve imagined you wrapped around me, what you’d feel like as I buried myself deep inside you?” I say with a dark groan. “God, you have no idea how I’ve tried to satisfy my need for you, thinking the next moment we were alone, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from taking you. All the times I had to restrain myself from pinning you down and tearing your panties off, thrusting my cock inside you at least one fucking time just to get a taste of relief.”
My molars grind at the sound of her gasping whimper, my jaw locked as hard as my body to prevent me from ripping the barrier of her skirt away so I can take her right against this railing.
“And then the misery, the sheer fucking torment of you when I know you’re doing the same damn thing. When I sense you push your fingers inside, cloaked in the dark, seeking that achy need. Trying so hard to satisfy the desire. I feel you when it’s not enough and you grind into your bed”—I thrust against her ass in graphic demonstration—“burying your throaty moans against the pillow, your hips thrusting so lewd and sexy as you chase that elusive orgasm, your thighs spread wide to feel as salacious as you do when you look into my eyes and see that raw, carnal heat, and are tempted to let go and fall.”
Her body held captive in my embrace, every subtle roll of her hips drives me out of my mind. My lips graze the thinly raised welts along her neck, choking my throat in a thick vise of lust. I breathe over the sensitive joint of her shoulder, the painful desire to sink my teeth into her skin a throbbing pain at the head of my cock.
“But you only drive that maddening ache deeper,” I say, my voice coarse, my sinew corded like ropes of fire around my bones. “You can never satisfy the need. Just like now, how we’re right here, so close, but unable to satiate our desire. The craving threatens to make us mad, tear us apart, until we’re clawing at each other and fucking like debased, wild and wicked things.”
“God, Kallum. Please…”
I groan at my name pleaded on her trembling breath. Her begging nearly unravels me, and I shove her closer to the rail, sparking that flame of fear higher. “Please what, Halen? Fuck you and make you scream out in front of every person here?” I demand, breath hot in her ear. “Will that satisfy the craving?”
She hesitates, her overstimulated nerves a web of need tormenting us both. “No,” she admits. “It’s not enough.”
I drive her farther, her toes positioned right at the edge of the terrace. My own fear is tested as I dread the moment she slips from my arms. The tighter I band my hold around her, the more that fear thrashes at the last of my sanity.
Her instinct is to run. To hide. To deny us.
Yet the feverish flush of her skin bares her innermost desire to me, those dark little yearnings she refuses to confront.
“Your appetite is just as wicked as mine, and I’m the only one who knows what you need, sweetness. The dirty things you want to hear.” I lick over the marks I placed on her neck, letting my teeth take a greedy nip of her skin. “You want to tell me to stop, but that’s only so I’ll push you past that refuge. I wonder if you even know what truly scares you.”
She locks her forearms, the heels of her hands braced against the railing, her belly pressed to the iron as the dizzying sensation grips her.
“The fear is a fucking aphrodisiac as we edge closer.” I rut against her, pushing her another inch over the railing. “Don’t close your eyes, Halen. Watch those fucking meteors fall, feel every fiery pulse rush your veins, how your heart pounds in fright. Let me taste that saccharine fear, baby, the one that really terrifies you.”
Lust gathers her muscles tight, her body tensed as she grinds against me in need. I bring my foot next to hers and force her legs together, dying as her broken moan rakes over my skin. Her head falls back against my chest as a shiver of relief races through her body.
“Fuck, you’re not actually scared of being caught. Your fear of heights won’t stop us either.” My voice is gravel as my erection stabs her ass. “You’re not even scared of what I’m going to do to you when I get you alone. You’re frightened of what you’re going toletme do to you,begme to do to you. And how much you’re going to love every filthy, deviant second.”
