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With my other hand, I tugged on the already deep neckline of my dress, revealing my scar: a spread-winged raven on a skull, framed by bite marks.
His breathing came faster, harder, his hand lifting to let his fingertips trace the outlines of the mark he’d left on me. More promising were those black hairline threads that webbed across his forehead and down toward his eyes.
I gingerly moved the blade across his pectoral. Wings here. A beak there. Lines beneath it for the waves behind Tidestone, by which we’d first met. It wouldn’t be a masterpiece, but it masterfully caused his skin to pebble around his hardening nipple.
“I know what you’re trying to do, little white dove,” he whispered at the pummel of his breath, his voice as shaky as those fingers that slowly clawed into the scar between my breasts. “You’re not going to get the reaction you seek.”
“Do not provoke him, sweetheart.”
Smiling at the sound of Sebian’s voice, I lifted the knife from the oozing wound on Malyr’s chest and pressed the flat side across one corner of his mouth. Oh, I had every intention of provoking my hot-headed bondmate to let the past be the past.
His lips parted, his eyes capturing mine before he carefully spoke beside the sharp edge, his cock throbbing and pulsing against my cunt. “Let me guess… you want me to lick it?”
I parted my lips, holding his gaze as I leaned forward, bringing my mouth to his. I pressed my tongue against the blade. In one, slow, languid motion, I slid it upward, moaning at the familiar burn of the cut, the taste of blood, that pleasant chill that clashed with the heat between my legs.
Malyr stared at me, transfixed, a noisy gulp tearing from his throat. The thinnest coils of shadows extended across the white of his eyes.
“You forgot, did you not?” With one quick move, he grabbed my wrist and skillfully maneuvered the knife out from between us, though the hilt remained solidly in my palm. “OnlyIget to hurt you.”
His mouth clashed onto mine with a groan. Our teeth collided before he forced his tongue into my mouth, lapping and suckling, letting the tip search for the throbbing, burning source on the side of mine.
I shifted. The room turned.
“You want me to hurt you, hmm?” Arms slung around me, he rose and carried me into our sleeping chamber. There, he lowered me to our nest of black mink and onyx silk. “I should spank you for cutting me up like that, making me bleed all over myself.”
“Yes!”
Dropping the knife, I kicked my shoes off, only to shove his breeches down with my feet where he knelt. Gods he was hard, his crown swollen red and positively throbbing, each vein on his shaft protruding.
“You sound entirely too eager about this.” Hands to my hips, he flipped me onto my stomach, then ushered me back onto my knees. “If you think I’ll let you come anytime soon, that I’ll let you have even an ounce of pleasure from this, then you are severely mistaken,anoaley.”
Fingers fisted my hair, only to shove my face into the mink. Fabric shifted around my thighs, lifting and bunching over my waist. A swat came down on my rear with a thundering smack, sending such a ripple of heat through me, it flared my breaths straight into panting. Yes! This was what I wanted. This was what we enjoyed.
Except… nothing else happened.
For long seconds, I knelt there with my ass throbbing, the mink caressing my face as I turned my head and looked back at him. Why had he stopped?
Malyr knelt behind me, his hard cock bouncing with every ragged breaths as his darkening eyes found mine. “I need to syphon into you. Get myself back under control.”
Disappointment, heartache, and too much heat coursed through my veins. No, I’d gotten him to this point, and I wouldn’t allow his mind to retreat into the dungeons again, the shadowed parts of his soul, the darkest crevices of his imagination. Shadows clung to secret corners, thriving in the unseen, the unacknowledged. But if we fully embraced it…? They would find their domain reduced, leaving more room for light and love.
I turned around, sat up, and pressed my absorbing hand onto his chest. With no leather for a filter, not even a shred of fabric between our skins, I sucked his shadows straight into my void.
And I did not stop.
“What… what are you doing?” The more the black glaze faded from his eyes, his upper body swaying at the force, the wider they grew. Then, his hand launched at my arm. “No!”
I didn’t need to slap his hand away.
The shadows at my core did it all on their own—scratching, scraping—winding like ropes around his wrist. First one, then the other, and a band across his chest for good measure. At my command, the shadows lifted his arms up over his head.
I rose and let my dress pool by my feet, my undergarments, too. Then, I gave a little nudge with my toe on his torso, sending him backward under curses where he sank into the cushions, bound and helpless.
Angry, too.
“Unbind me!” he spat through gritted teeth, the tendons along his neck bulging. “Give me my gift back! Get those bonds off me!”
Naked, I knelt beside his legs, removing his breeches where they still hung around his ankles. I climbed to sit astride his lap, arching my back and rolling my hips as I let my cunt search for his cock.
