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He increases the intensity of our kiss with dominance. Demanding me to take all that he is giving and for me to give it right back. So, I do. Teeth clashing. Tongues colliding. Our heavy breaths grow frantic, and with every second that passes, the warmth low in my belly rises, causing me to roll my hips faster.
“Fuck,” he grinds out.
He stops our kiss to nip and suck a trail down my jaw and neck, causing me to tip my head back as I continue to ride him like I’ll die if I don’t. Another moan, another rush of heat flooding down my body. Draven’s hand skims up my side, over my breast. His fingers graze the tip of my nipple before reaching my collarbone to wrap around my neck. His thumb pulls at my bottom lip as my breathing grows shallow, unable to take in a full breath of air. But that only causes a zap of pleasure to swell.
He forces my head back up to face him, and his darkened gaze holds mine. The pupils in his blinding silver eyes are dilated, dragging down my body to where my hips continue to seek pleasure. He watches intensely, his nostrils flaring, and I know he can smell how aroused I am. My head is growing dizzy, and when I whimper his name, his eyes snap back to mine.
“Take it, little demon,” he commands, his voice rough. “Take your pleasure from me. Fucking use me.”
That only encourages me to do just that. Then, he moves his other hand down my body, sliding it under the skirt of my dress. His thumb presses firmly to my clit and moves in a circular motion, which completely takes my breath away.
“Eyes on me,” he grinds out as if he’s barely managing to restrain himself.
My mouth falls open, and I shoot my hand up to grab onto his wrist, where he still has his hand wrapped around my neck. I’m holding on for dear life because, at any moment, I’m going to fall over the cliff. The building pressure is too much. My nails claw deep into his arm as my eyes threaten to roll back into my head. But they won’t because they are locked on him.
“I’m—” I suck in a sharp breath. “I’m going to co—”
“Let go,” he demands against my lips. Not kissing me, but just holding my face close enough to his that they brush together with every movement I make.
And so, I do. Those two words, mixed with the desire shining in his eyes and the air thick and palatable with lust…I let go.
And I fall.
My stomach tightens. I stop breathing. And my inner walls clench so hard together, I feel like I might black out. My orgasm rips through my body, tingling over my slick, heated skin and I call out his name. His thumb never relents over my sensitive clit, even as my muscles lock up with the waves of pleasure that overtake my body. My pussy continues to clench on itself as I jerk against his leg.
I briefly hear him groan deep in his chest as he keeps us nose to nose. But it’s hard to hear anything as I fall and fall and fall. My body shuddering on a high that only he can get me to. And he’s holding me tightly to him, keeping me from crumbling to the floor as I tremble from his sinful manipulations.
Once the final waves of bliss begin to retreat, I am able to suck in a full, shaky breath. Then, he tips his forehead to mine and presses his lips softly to it.
“You are beautiful,” he says with so much warmth in his voice.
Heat spreads across my cheeks as I pull back to look at him.
He lifts his hand and grabs the end of a wet strand of hair, letting it twist around his finger. A sly smirk graces his perfectly swollen lips from my kiss. “And always so wet for me.”
For the first time in months, a small huff of laughter leaves me. It’s so surprising, I immediately cover my mouth in shock because it’s a sound that I have forgotten. A weight lifts off my chest from his words and brings a lightness to our predicament because I have been dripping wet from head to toe every time.
The silence stretches between us, and the sounds of our heaving breaths fade to the background as clashing metal rings from the battle above. It causes the reality of the past few months to come slamming back into focus. Shame floods my cheeks and burns deep in my chest for indulging in pleasure before checking on my friends. For not remembering their screams and how Cora was limp, left bleeding on the ground when I was lost in the darkness.
A single tear escapes, slowly trailing down my cheek as my chin drops to my chest. “Cora.” My voice breaks at just the whisper of her name. “Fynn and Kye?” I add on.
“All of them are well.” His hand cups my cheek, tipping my head back and swiping his thumb over my skin to wipe away the evidence of my guilt.
Suddenly, a creak registers in my ear and the raging sounds of battle grow louder, filtering down the steps from the door that just opened above.
“Emma?!” Aiden’s frantic voice bellows at the thump of boots hurrying down the wooden steps.
My eyes clash with Draven’s, who is still staring at me, not a care in the world of us being seen together.
I give the slightest shake of my head. So small and subtle, but Draven sees it. I know he does. He takes a step back and all I want to do is reach out so I can pull him back in, but I don’t. I can’t. His shadows wrap around him as he presses his body near a darkened corner, concealing all traces of his existence in this room.
My eyes are still frozen to where Draven stands when hands grab my shoulders roughly and twist me. Aiden’s eyes are wild, searching every inch of my body as his chest heaves up and down like he can’t catch his breath. His golden hair is windblown, and his pristine outfit is stained with soot and splatters of blood.
“I’ve been searching all over the ship for you,” he rushes out.
I stand there, not fully hearing a word he says as my body is buzzing with awareness of the male who’s hidden in shadows. I can feel him as if he lives beneath my skin, molded into my bones and wrapping around my soul.
My body shakes and I realize it’s Aiden jerking me to focus on him. “Why are you soaking wet?”
