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We’d witnessed Willow’s awakening, revealed our endangered rarity, and survived the turmoil of being outcasts in this world. I didn’t know what would come after this, but I felt like we could endure what was on the horizon.
Like we could be victorious and dominate all those who dare question our threatening nature.
“Onyx.”
My eyes opened again, and my head slowly turned to the side to acknowledge my sleeping beauty, who was clearly awake and focused solely on me.
Not on anyone else but me.
I swore that this woman could go through a war and still look so fucking beautiful.
Her hairstyle was really something new and different. The pixie cut actually complemented her in a way I’d never imagined. She looked like a badass ready to dominate the world even in her sleep, and wasn’t that just a turn-on in between the sheets? For if she knew how to dominate this fucked-up world, I was nothing but her stepping stone.
With the only glimpse of light coming from the nightstand on her side, I got to enjoy how the tiny rays of golden light lay upon her body. Those luscious curves, the abundant perkiness of her breasts, and the thickness in her hips were indescribable. She could wear any type of lingerie and look so delicious.
When the others had left, I couldn’t help but slip something on her body, and maybe I secretly hoped I’d be able to take it right off her and delve into making love to her.
The others said sex was off the table -whatever.I wasn’t going to abide by such rules and regulations when I was looking into the eyes of the lovely manager.
Those turquoise jewels were filled with lustful desire.
There was more there besides her obvious lust. I could see the threads of concern, the worry that hibernated in the shadows of those blue orbs. There was also her concern for my wellbeing, as if she were trying to find every hint of dismay that I focused on hiding from her sight.
No matter how hard I tried to keep it at bay, my Sugar was a detective that didn’t stop until every piece of evidence was gathered and ready to be devoured.
She’d get all the answers to my heart, and I wouldn’t even stop her.
We stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment. It could have been a few seconds, or maybe it was a few minutes. Did it even fucking matter? The inevitable was going to happen, and I was confident neither of us would try to stop it.
Which was why I fucking caved in.
I couldn’t do otherwise. There was no damn time for second guesses and stupid rules that hindered me from showing my love to my sweet addiction.
Willow was my drug, the disease that begged to be seen and treated. But she’d never leave my body, and I didn’t want her to. Some would label her as a negative because she’d turn me into a victim whenever the time was right, but I didn’t give a flying shit, for her presence in my life would make me stronger.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
She was my daily reminder that someone as fucked up as I was could be loved. That I didn’t need to change myself for the world to be able to enjoy the fruits of my labor. I’d found my place in this crazy hell, and it was by her side, rain or shine.
Once my lips brushed hers, I couldn’t think anymore.
I needed to move.
I needed to be on top of her, to enjoy the sight of her beneath my chiseled frame and the lines of golden light that ran along her delicate body decorated with tattoos and scars.
How different my saving grace had become, marked with various symbols of power and designs that connected her to the others. Not everyone in the pack held a bond mark, but it was only a matter of time.
I thought I’d be even more jealous at the idea of having to share her with the rest of those Forbidden fuckers, but there was something about looking into Willow’s alluring orbs that confirmed that it wouldn’t matter.
If she was bonded to one or a hundred men, she’d always put me as a priority because that’s just how it was.
That was how we’d survived to this very moment in time. No matter how harsh the world was around us, we’d always make our tainted love a priority.
After those two years away from her, I knew when I came back that I’d never be able to fathom doing such a thing again. That was when the stalker tendencies grew and she became the ray of sunshine I craved to keep growing in this world of darkness.
She knew the power she had over me. She knew that I loved the way our lips pressed together in a mixture of hunger and greed, and how her body would arch and press against me when I pinned her beneath me.
She knew it drove me into the realms of sexual insanity, and that no matter what rules were laid out for me to obey, I’d override them again and again.
