Page 99 of His Eternal Claim

I turn on my heel, intending to leave her stranded in her own desire, but I barely take a single step before a pair of hands slam into my chest.

Selene lunges at me. She grabs the lapels of my jacket as she yanks me down. Before I can react, she crashes her mouth against mine. It’s not a sweet kiss, but a chaotic collision of teeth and tongue fueled by the very madness I just built inside her.

I love it.

“You are a monster,” she pants against my lips, her breath hitching, her fingers tightening like vices on my jacket. “A cruel, torturous monster.”

A dark, dangerous smile spreads across my face, stretching against her mouth. I taste the salt of her skin and the sweet heat of her hunger, and it sets a fire in my gut. “Is that so, Dolcezza?”

I grab her waist and back her harshly against the wall again.

She arches into me, her chest heaving against mine. “You want to play rough, little wife?” I growl, my voice dropping into a register that is predatory. “You want to assault your husband because you’re too greedy for his touch? Let’s see how much you like it when I take away your senses.”

I reach for my collar, ripping off the tie. Before she can process what I’m doing, I force her hands down, spinning her around so her back is to my chest. I wrap the silk tightly over her eyes, knotting it securely at the base of her skull.

“Zagreus—”

“Quiet,” I command, pinning her wrists behind her back with just one of my hands.

Without her eyes, every other sense is magnified tenfold. I can hear the exact moment her pulse spikes, the frantic, shallow pattern of her breathing, the tiny, involuntary tremors running through her thighs.

“Look how you shiver when you can’t see me coming,” I whisper, leaning down to trace the shell of her ear with my tongue. “Such a good, innocent girl, yet you’re acting like a greedy little whore for my fingers. Look how soaked you are for a monster.”

“I am not—”

She cuts herself off with a sharp gasp as I slide my free hand between her thighs from behind, my palm cupping her soaking wet slit through the fabric of her skirt.

“You are,” I counter roughly, my fingers dipping into her heat, testing how loose she’s gotten. “You’re begging with your body, Selene, even if your stubborn mouth refuses to say the words. Tell me how much you want it. Tell me.”

“I want you,” she cries out, abandoning her pride. The darkness has stripped away her defenses, making her utterly raw, utterly nasty in her honesty. She grinds her ass hard against my fly, seeking the heavy, rigid length of my arousal through our clothes. “I want you inside me, Zagreus. Please. I don’t care anymore.”

I let go of her wrists, letting them slam against the wall, and grip her hips instead, pulling her flush against my front.

“Good girl,” I growl. “So beautiful. So perfect for me. Look how well you take my fingers.”

I drive two fingers deep inside her from behind, pulling them up sharply against her sweet spot. Without her sight, the impact makes her entire body stiffen, her head thrown back against my shoulder as a choked scream escapes her lips.

“Zagreus! Oh God, please—”

“I’ve got you,” I murmur, my thumb ruthlessly grinding against her clit while my fingers stretch her out, preparing her small, tight core for what’s next. “You’re doing so well for me, baby. So wet. So tight. Let it go.”

In total darkness, the pleasure is too concentrated, too overwhelming for her. She clenches violently around my fingers in a soaking climax that leaves her knees buckling. If my hand weren’t holding her hip, she would slide straight to the floor.

I pull my fingers free, listening to her ragged, sobbing breaths as she hangs blindly in my hold. I adjust my trousers, freeing myself, my cock aching to finally claim the heat she just offered. I twist her around to face me, keeping the blindfold intact.

“Now,” I whisper, lifting her thighs to my hips, anchoring her against the wall as I guide myself to her entrance. “Let’s see if you can take all of me.”

I align the blunt head of my cock, pressing hard against her dripping slit. She is so slick, so perfectly prepped by my fingers, but she’s still devastatingly small. Every muscle in her thighs is tight with anticipation.

Before I can push inside, she reaches out through the darkness of her blindfold. Her hands find my jaw, her fingers digging into my skin.

“Zagreus,” she pants. “If you do this… if you take me now, it’s forever. Always. No more games.”

A lifelong vow in a moment of pure filth. I want it. I crave the total ownership of her.

I lift her higher, ready to drive myself deep into her core and seal the contract.

My pocket vibrates.