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I try to recover, but his deep, velvety voice beats me to it. “So, little demon. What’s your move?” There’s a twinkle in his eyes and I’m thankful for the change in conversation.
My fingers play mindlessly with the fabric of my dress, twirling and dancing along the material as I trace the tips of them up my side. I’m torn between wanting to touch every inch of his skin and forcing myself to restrain this desperate need to put distance between us. But anytime he’s near, my body liquefies inside, seeking to feel only what he can give me. Maybe I can find a loophole to ease this magnetic pull without laying a finger on him, or him on me. Just enough to satisfy this hunger that is slowly becoming insatiable.
“You’ll see soon enough.” My words hold a hint of seductiveness as my fingers finally reach the ribbon tied at the top of my dress. The way I feel for him is erasing all other thoughts, wanting so badly to free him, only to climb his body and let him have his way with me. But I can’t; if I touch him, the guilt constricting my heart will only squeeze tighter. I don’t deserve to feel his lips on mine again, but I want him to remember me with a memory that’s not destroying him.
His heated gaze follows my hand, the muscles in his jaw jumping as he tries to shift in the chair. I twist the tail of the ribbon around one finger before ever so slightly giving it a tug as my lips quirk up on the side. The soft material of the dress parts and I let it slip down my shoulder, exposing the skin there.
Draven’s throat bobs, zeroing in on the bare skin exposed and following the line where my collarbone begins. “What are you doing?” His voice is gruff as it rasps up his throat, like it’s hard for him to speak.
“Undressing.” I give a small shrug.
His nostrils flare and the way his pupils blow out causes a rush of heat to flood my core, making my clit throb with its own heartbeat. Unfortunately, my thighs can’t squeeze any tighter to relieve this ache and offer some friction where my body begs for it.
“But why?” he grinds out.
I let the silky material flow down my body so it can pool around my feet, leaving me completely bare before him. A wave of ebony revealing the demon underneath. “Punishment for taking me against my will.” And for risking himself by showing Aiden what he truly is.
“I didn’t see you fighting very hard to stop me.”
“I’m not trying to fall to my death from thousands of feet in the air.” I let out a sigh as I sit back on his obsidian bed and leisurely rub my hands back and forth over the plush blanket. The black pools of my eyes never leave his, because if he wants to take me, then I’ll take something from him.
One of my hands glides down between my breasts. The tips of my fingers rub over my nipple, pinching it to elicit a gasp from me before trailing lower. The crackling fire fills the silence until Draven’s breaths grow harsher. My legs spread willingly, giving him a direct view of how turned on I am. Of how wet and needy my pussy is to be filled, knowing I’m dripping for him.
“Emma…” he growls low and deep, and the sound sends chills racing over my skin.
“Something wrong?” My fingers make contact with my clit, which is pulsing with anticipation. A faint whimper leaves my parted lips, and my head falls back with a sigh. Aside from Draven claiming those two moments with me, intimacy has been nonexistent. My body is starving for the tender touch of another, for some sort of physical contact. As of right now, my own touch will have to do. But now that I’m grasping more control, and Draven has been finding every opportunity to make me feel, the need for lust has come slamming into my body with a frightening force.
My fingers move in a circular motion, chasing the pleasure that’s quickly growing. I lift my head up, dizzy with the desire coursing through me, and hold Draven’s gaze that’s now almost a blinding silver. Glowing so brightly, you would think it would extinguish the shadows around us.
His jaw is tense as he lowers his gaze to my neck, then lets it trail slowly to my breasts, and even further until he zeros those eyes between my legs. A deep rumble vibrates from him as his tongue wets his lips before biting on his bottom one. He looks like a beast being deprived of his favorite meal.
My fingers pick up speed and I apply more pressure, but it’s not enough. I snake a tendril of shadow out of my free hand and let it swirl down my body until it reaches between my thighs. Each breath I take grows shallower as I watch him, until his gaze snaps up to mine when a needy whimper passes my lips. I keep my eyes locked on his and let my shadows push inside me, filling me up, drawing a long, wanton moan to echo around us.
“Fuck,” his voice chokes out, ripping his eyes from mine to watch my power thrust in and out of me. His muscles strain and ripple over his chest, threatening to splinter the chair in half. I watch his hips shift, causing his abs to tighten, and see the large bulge of his cock tenting beneath the seams of his pants.
The sight only turns me on more, making my core drip from the desire he’s flooding me with.
Those metallic eyes snap back to mine, darkening and half-lidded. “You can bind me as tightly as you want, but it won’t stop you from begging me for more.”
My brows scrunch together until understanding widens my eyes. He releases his own shadows, wrapping them around my body, twisting over my hardened nipples, and causing me to yelp as my back arches off the bed. So much pleasure all at once.
“Draven,” I breathe out on a shaky breath.
“Beg, little demon.”
Each breath expands my chest in rough movements. Tilting my head back up, my eyes plead for him to give me what he knows I want, yet I’m not sure how since I have him restrained.
“More.” Another whimper escapes me. “Please.”
His mouth twitches with a slight smirk before it falters, his own chest rising and falling hard as his jaw ticks. I watch his shadows brush over my skin, working their way lower, almost teasingly. “Do you trust me?” His question holds no amusement this time. It’s open, raw, and vulnerable. His words holding more meaning than what one would believe, but for us, it’s everything.
Yet I don’t hesitate, knowing the answer I would give even in my darkest hell. “Yes.”
He releases the breath that he was holding and his eyelids flutter in relief. Draven guides his shadows not to my core but inches closer to my other hole. Grazing over the sensitive flesh with explosive lust filling his eyes.
My mouth falls open as he eases his shadows in, filling up a part of me that has never been touched. It feels dirty and wrong, but so fucking right at the same time. Air gets lodged in my throat as the pressure increases with every inch he takes, and once he’s deep enough in, he starts to build the same momentum as mine. The invasion of both holes being consumed causes my legs to shake. My vision turns blurry, on the brink of blacking out. It’s too much, but I also don’t want him to stop.
I hear his breathing grow rougher as mine gets faster. Moans expel ruthlessly from me, unsure if I can handle what is to come. His grunts sound as if this is physically painful for him to keep his hands off me. But that doesn’t stop him as the pleasure deep inside me climbs higher and higher, causing my toes to curl and my head to press into the bed.
