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“Now.” He knelt before me on the bed. “Lay down, and let me finish proving to you that you’re mine.”
I tensed, suddenly nervous, but he was lowering me down against the pillows. “What do you mean?”
He couldn’t. Not when I was like this. Shame lingered, my own mistakes scorching me to the bone.
Fighting him with his aura out, though, was useless, and before I could gather the breath for another protest, he’d tugged the black lace of my underwear out of the way and found my clit with his tongue.
I let out a low moan, my back arching, and he dipped his finger into me.
Fuck.
I arched into the touch as his hand clamped over my stomach, trapping me so he could work me deeper, his tongue drawing a low moan from my chest.
“Relax, Gem,” he breathed, drawing back for a moment. Again, I didn’t fight his command, and my body unwound, succumbing to his touch.
It wasn’t until that moment that I realised how wound tight with terror I’d been. Not until the shock at what he was doing hit me with such force that tears pricked my eyes.
My vision swam and I blinked, glancing up and finding myself staring up into the starry night sky, pleasure building with each deep breath as Dusk drew me more firmly against him, drawing my gaze back to piercing yellow irises shadowed by the sweep of short, raven hair.
Another low moan escaped my chest as he pumped a second finger into me, slower and deeper, drawing the sounds out with each thrust. I could feel the slick pooling between his fingers as he worked me, tongue pushing me further and further toward the edge.
Tonight I’d tumbled lower than any point in my life. I’d made every mistake it was possible to make, and somehow, he was still here.
How was he still here? When I was covered in their marks. He was an alpha.
In a flash of panic, I was back there.The grip Eric had on me was painful, he was smiling, finding delight in my fear?—
A low growl cut the thought off, something guttural in the sound as Dusk dragged me from the memory. He’d drawn his tongue from my centre and moved in a flash, palm pressing against the mattress at my side, rich dark skin inches from mine as he held my gaze.
I reached up, hands cupping his cheeks, but he caught my wrists and pinned them above my head.
“You’re mine,” he breathed, leaning down, teeth grazing my ear as he drove his fingers into my core again as if in echo of that claim. I moaned again as his breath tickled my ear. “You’re not theirs. You won’t go back there. Do you understand?”
I nodded, teeth catching my lip with another whine as his fingers found that perfect spot. Then the dark vanilla of his midnight opium sent me into a daze as he scent marked me again, jaw running along mine.
“Good girl,” he growled, pumping into me slowly enough that goosebumps lifted across my skin and I tried to arch against him once more. His lips trailed my neck, warm breath tickling my skin before his teeth found my nipple.
“Mmmm.” I shuddered, thrown right to the edge of pleasure before he released me, drawing his fingers back, too, before pressing them back in.
I gave in to him, letting it hold me, an impossible safety as my wounded body melted beneath his touch. With each breath my moans grew as he began working me faster.
“That’s it, Gem. You’re so fucking hot when you’re right on the edge.” He remained like that for a while, head cocked, pupils blown as he watched me writhe beneath his touch as he slid two fingers into me at an agonisingly slow pace.
Then he drew back again, grip returning across my stomach as his tongue found my clit once more.
I cried out, an orgasm scoring my veins as he drew it out, adding a third finger as he sped up. He didn’t stop as it died down, dragging me against him more firmly as I shook, breathing heavy as I tensed, body already alight with one orgasm.
He worked me harder, fingers driving in over and over as I shuddered.
“Again, Gem. Relax for me.” This time, when my muscles loosened, it threw me over the edge of the next violent orgasm, desperate whines sounding in the air.
He didn’t stop, fingers still working my channel. “I can’t?—”
“You can. One more release, beautiful.”
My eyes rolled back, heat and pleasure and hormones leaving me a trembling mess.
The world swam and a fuzzy cocoon of warmth felt like it was encasing my mind. It was safe here. It felt good, and warm and... I think I was purring.
