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When she looks at me like this, like there’s nothing else in the world but us, I don’t feel broken. I don’t feel like I’m missing something. Instead, I feel wanted, and needed, like she can’t breathe without me, and that alone is enough to send power surging through my veins. It overcomes any shred of logic.
There’s a part of me that knows there’s no way this will end well. Only right now, I don’t care how it ends as long as I can enjoy this moment a little longer.
I let my darkness coil around her body in thick, dark tendrils that wrap around her thighs like ropes, holding her legs open as I lower my face between them. My tongue lashes out, tasting her desire. Her hips buck, but my shadows anchor her to the spot, demanding she take it, every flick, every swirl of my tongue.
Scarlet drives her fingers into my hair, tugging me closer to her as a gasp escapes her lips. I press two fingers inside her, curling them over and over, driving her higher until my dick is so hard I can feel my pulse in it. I’m high on everything she feels, needing more. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough to fully satiate my need for her.
I lick and suck as she writhes against my face, trying to take her pleasure as she moans, gasping for air.
She’s close—so close—and I don’t relent until I feel her walls contract and she shatters to pieces, soaking my fingers. Her body trembles, and even then, I don’t relent. A wicked part of me wants her to feel tormented like I did, but I’m merciful. I at least allowed her to come, a nicety she didn’t give me.
As her body arches and quivers beneath me, I can’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. We may be enemies, bound together by fate and blood, but right now, I am the one giving her what she needs.
I can’t help but feel every sensation she experiences—the heat, the pleasure, and the building tension. It’s like a living fire coursing through my veins, igniting my own arousal. The tightening in my chest and the throbbing between my legs become almost unbearable as I continue to drive her into madness. I want her to be so sated that she can’t fucking think straight, to know that I made her feel this way, that I gave her something she couldn’t even give herself.
My body is aching for release, the hardness beneath my pants pressing painfully against the fabric. The way her body trembles and writhes only serves to fan the flames.
I crawl up her trembling form, my eyes locked on hers, filled with an intensity neither of us can deny. “Fuck... look at you,” I growl, dragging my arousal-soaked fingers up her stomach, pushing the nightgown higher.
Reaching her shoulders, I slide the straps of her down her arm, exposing her breasts. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking and teasing it as she watches me with lustful eyes, barely able to keep them open. Scarlet’s back arches off the bed, surrendering to the sensations I’m creating.
She jumps when I bite the arch of her breast, and I can’t help but chuckle darkly. Her body is so godsdamn perfect that I could touch her for hours. My pupils widen. I want to prolong this, to savor every last second, every moan, and every shiver that runs through her.
Her breaths are ragged, and I can feel her need for more, mirroring my own. I’m almost certain I’m obsessed with watching her squirm under my touch. I unzip my pants to give myself more room.
“Trust me,” I murmur, letting my darkness trail over her skin as I begin to work slow, small circles around her clit. Her hips start to gyrate in time with my thumb.
“Sebastian,” she moans, and I’m filled with a sense of triumph at the sound. My name on her lips... “I can’t... I can’t come again.”
“Watch me prove you wrong, little lamb,” I purr, taking her challenge head-on. I increase the pace of my fingers, pausing only to slip out of my boots and slip my pants down my hips. My length springs free and I grip it tight, moving from base to tip and back again.
The sight of her and the sweet friction I’ve been deprived of mix together until my head feels too heavy to hold up and I moan deep in my throat. My shadows tighten around her legs as I position myself between them, glancing at her face just in time to see her wet her lips.
Slowly, I push inside, feeling her wrap around me, tight and so fucking warm... I could die here and not complain. Scarlet tilts her hips, trying to hurry me, demanding I sink deeper, but she’ll have to wait. I want to feel every inch of her take me, envelop me until I can’t go any deeper.
Little by little, I give until our bodies meet and her mouth falls open. Drunken hazel eyes meet mine beneath her dark lashes and I bend forward, pushing deeper as I lift her chin and crush her mouth to mine.
She stills for a beat before kissing me back. It’s raw and demanding, suffocating, yet so gentle that I don’t want it to end. I crave every part of her, the feel of being buried inside her to the way her lips tantalize mine. I need it. I need her more than I need air to breathe, and I don’t know what to do with that information. All I know is right now, we’re alone. Right now, no one else knows, and nothing else matters.
I roll my hips forward, thrusting in and out of her. My movements are languid, but I break the kiss, sitting back as urgency replaces what last bit of sanity I have. Scarlet tries to smother her moans, biting into her lower lip as she watches us connect, over and over, slamming deeper into the depths of her body until there’s no going back. I can sense her getting close, but I don’t stop, determined to take her over the cliff if I have to drag her kicking and screaming. As long as it’s my name she says on the way down, I don’t fucking care.
“Sebastian...I...” she gasps, her fingers digging into the sheets as she finally succumbs. Her body tenses, stringing so tight that she drags me over the edge with her. I sit back, spilling onto her stomach with a groan. Having lost sight of the fact I needed her to stay quiet, I quickly lean forward, covering her mouth with my hand as pleasure crashes through her. It’s all I can do to muffle the sounds, hoping that no one heard them before I could do so.
Her body shudders beneath me, shaking as adrenaline and ecstasy course through her veins. I’m going to fucking dream of this sight... I just know it. I try to commit every curve of her body, every sound, every movement she makes to memory until she finally eases.
Lifting my hand, we both breathe heavily, staring at each other. It’s like neither of us wants to move because if we do, this is over...
I can’t help but admire her flushed cheeks and tousled hair, her body covered in the evidence of just how well we fit together. Why does she have to be my enemy? Why did she have to be marked? All of this would be so simple... Fuck, I think I could fall for her if it were. I’d like to. My fingers feather over her heated flesh, trailing along her curves as I lick my lips.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come for me, darling,” I murmur, my voice husky.
Pressing my lips together, I push up from the bed, helping her clean up as I put myself back together. I stand, staring at her for a long moment, not wanting to leave but knowing I have to. If I lay down with her, if I hold her, there’s no coming back for me. There might not be as is. I came here to give us both peace, to satiate whatever was gnawing at us through the bond. I did that, but I can’t force myself to walk back through that door...
Gritting my teeth, I turn around, trying not to look at her. Maybe that’ll help. “Goodnight, Scarlet.”
I’m ready to leave when she speaks up, her voice small yet loving... so full of emotion that it hurts. “Wait... Stay with me, please?”
My heart clenches, and I force myself to ignore the sudden longing that flares within me. “I’m sorry... I can’t.”
