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His speed picks up, so I do the same. My fingers are relentless over my swollen clit. Everything tightens. My stomach pulls taut, my legs tense up, and my breathing ceases to exist.
“Fuck, look at you.” His shadows thrust harder. “I wish that was my tongue inside you, tasting what’s mine.”
His filthy words push me over the edge. My orgasm crashes into me, causing me to fall. My inner walls tighten, and the feeling of being filled completely makes stars dance behind my eyes. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolls through me, and only when it starts to fade am I able to breathe. Our shadows recede, and the emptiness only makes me crave more. This need for him only grows stronger, and I don’t know how to sate it.
Only our heavy breathing fills the space, drowning out any other sound. I keep my eyes closed and my head resting back on the bed, trying hard to catch my breath and slow the beat of my heart.
“You going to set me free now, little demon?” Draven’s voice licks across my skin and pulls me back from this high, making me remember where I am and why I’m doing this.
Pulling up on my elbows, my eyes open to connect with his. “I rather like you tied up.”
I don’t miss the flare of heat that brightens his irises, or the way his shadows grow larger behind him. “Only for you.”
The silence that follows weighs heavy as I consider him. Shit, his eyes burn against my skin and feel like sparks wherever they land. I’m so screwed when it comes to him. Taking a good look at every inch of his body, and how fate thought I deserved someone so sinfully pure to be my mate. A male who would destroy anything that got in his way to me and leave ashes in his wake. A heart beating so strongly that I’m scared mine will only poison it.
It’s not fair, to have the one thing I’ve always longed for be smeared with death’s mark before I got a chance to experience it—to experience love. How one day I wished I’d find a king if I was ever passed down the crown. It was a distant dream that I knew would never arise. But still, just like the pawns on the board, it is the queen’s job to protect the king.
I grab my dress off the floor and slip it back on as steadily as I can, feeling the spot where I bled stick to my skin. It’s still wet to the touch, even though the wound has since healed. “You aren’t safe with me,” I say, peering over my shoulder to meet his eyes as I finish tying the strings of my dress together.
The least I can do is give a warning. Whiro hasn’t invaded my mind since before my power was freed, and thankfully, the strength I hold on my power is enough to block him from intruding. For Whiro must never find out that I’m not succumbed to the darkness like before. Since I’ve come back, my heart has begun to beat on its own. The stone encasing the black organ is chipping away.
Draven continues to look at me, staring into my soul and not just seeing what’s on the surface. His hair is messy with a single strand falling in front of his eyes, and my fingers flex with the urge to brush it back. The orange glow still enhances his handsome features as it flickers against his skin.
“Why?” he asks softly, but I hear the desperation in his tone as he attempts to sit forward, causing the chair to creak beneath him.
I pause my movements, my eyes bouncing back and forth between his. “Because the darkness is something you should fear.”
His head shakes roughly. “I’ve lived in the dark for as long as I can remember. Your darkness, your demons, don’t scare mine. Our souls are meant to walk in the shadows together.”
My heart splinters so painfully, I wonder if he can feel it. He doesn’t understand. My eyes swirl like a darkened storm. “Not my darkness.”
I watch his forehead crease as I take a step towards the open wall that leads outside. He grunts and huffs with aggravation, jerking against my power. “Emma—” Another grunt. “Goddamn it. Emma, wait.” My foot takes another step away from him. “What the fuck do you mean?” he growls so deeply that I can feel it vibrate the floor beneath my feet and rattle the walls.
My chest pulls tight while I tell myself this is the right thing. I need to keep my distance, protect him, and then figure out what to do once the full moon rises. The thought of betrayal is driving a sword too deeply into my heart; it’s unbearable.
“I’m sorry.” Not a second after the words leave my lips, I wrap my shadows around me to transport myself back to my room at the palace.
This is for his safety, even if he hates me for it. Even if I have to sell my soul in exchange for Draven’s if I can’t figure out how to stop my father by the full moon. Maybe that will be enough for whatever Whiro has planned. But right now, I need to handle Aiden and make sure he fucking keeps his mouth shut about what he witnessed.
While I know I’m doing what needs to be done, my heart doesn’t seem to understand as it screams at me to go back to my mate.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Draven
How I’m still fucking strapped to this chair, I have no damn clue.
She left only moments ago, yet her power remains. It’s like she’s taunting the beast, letting me know she has me in the palm of her hands until she’s ready to release me. I’ve never felt a well of power as dominating as hers, but that’s what happens when you are the daughter of two gods.
My head falls forward until my chin hits my chest. The only choice I have is to wait until she calls her power back. But she must be fucking joking if she thinks I’ll ever stay away from her. My hands had itched to throw her over my knee until she told me what she’s hiding.
Her apology felt like a blade carving out my heart so she could take it with her. Like a Goodbye instead of a See you later. Not. Fucking. Happening.
My door blasts open a minute later, making my eyes peer up to see Fynn storming into my room, his eyes searching. Until…they land on me. They widen for a moment and then slam shut. He bites his lips together, his chest silently shaking as he fights to stop the edges of his mouth from turning up. Shaking my head, I let my eyes fall to the small scuff mark on the floor, focusing on it as I wait for whatever he plans to say.
“I think…this is the first time I have ever been at a loss for words.”
With my neck still bent, I sigh, then glare at him from across the room. “Go on, let it out. You and I both know you can’t hold it in much longer.”
