Page 105 of Pretty Little Shadow
The slow heat of this kiss was almost as good as the crazy burn of the one in the car.
And this time, he fucked me so, so slowly.
I wasn't prepared for that.
For the intensity of feeling his cock stretch me slower.
For the way our breaths mingled and our bodies moved together, dragging each other closer and closer to the edge of our pleasure.
I wasn't at all prepared for the way it would feel to have my teeth in his throat while he took me like that, either. Or the way he dragged me to my climax on his cock multiple times before we finally went over that ledge together.
Nothing could've gotten me ready for the emotions I would feel as I watched the larger-than-life man who had somehow become my friend lose complete control with me.
His expression contorted with the intensity of his pleasure every time, the pleasureIhad given him.
My eyes burned, just a little.
Theintimacy. That was what I hadn't been prepared for.
How intimate it would be, to share my body with him in this way.
It caught me off guard entirely, but I was already completely and utterly addicted to it.
To Darius.
Mymate.
We spentmost of the night locked together in bed. Or against the wall. Or in the bathtub. Or in the shower. It was fast and rough sometimes, and soft and slow at others.
I tried to shift into my demon form, but it didn't work. I wasn't sure I had one, after going full shadow. Darius said he didn't care, and I believed him.
He ordered food in the middle of the hazy, lust-filled night, and we came up for air long enough to eat together.
I hadn't expected to feel so close to him just because of the sex, but I did. I craved him even more than I had before, and that was seriously saying something, because I had craved himendlessly.
I sated myself with his blood over and over again, drinking until I was bloated and sealing those wounds with my tongue until he ordered me to bite him again, and drink again, and I was full and bloated all over again.
When the sun came up and I felt like I'd been reborn through blood and sex and pleasure, I finally looked down at him while I sat on his cock, and asked him if he knew the vows.
He did, and we said them together, igniting that old, unbreakable magic.
The bond locked into place between us on that couch, and his magic finally soaked into my skin.
Itwasn'tpleasure, but it did make me more sensitive to his touch, lighting my senses on fire when he focused it.
It was mine.
Dariuswas mine.
That was what mattered to me the most.
My eyes burned again as he carried me to the bed and fucked me one last time. Our magic mingled around us in shadow and heat until we were crying out and collapsing on the bed.
As he pulled me tightly to his chest, his emotions seeped through the new, flimsy wall that separated our minds. The single thing he was feeling was so big and loud and immense that I could hardly breathe.
Love.
Darius loved me.
