Page 74 of Dark Awakening

His movements become choppy; his breaths quicken. His cock swells, giving way to more intense delight in my slippery depths. With a roar, he floods me with his hot cum, and I cannot help but melt in sheer ecstasy. His expletives make me even hotter.

We stand there, panting and out of breath. I’ve never experienced such arousal before nor climaxed so hard in the presence of anyone else. He’s trapped me for sure—there’s no denying that. He gently runs his fingers down my jaw before turning my head to meet him. His kiss is passionate, deep, and penetrating, so powerful it feels like he’s reaching inside me.

It’s almost three o'clock, and I’m exhausted. Rhyland insists on staying with me until I fall asleep. I don’t protest, although I’ve never slept alongside someone before. He pulls me close, embracing my body in his strong arms. I can’t help but let myself be immersed in his presence, like a protective shield. His scent is intoxicating as I take a deep breath, and my eyes instinctively shut.

Before I realize it, I drift off into a peaceful sleep.

Rhyland

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Itear myself away from the warmth of her body, knowing I must leave before sunrise. But my mind races with her astonishing revelations. I'm determined to tell my brothers this urgent news.

We must find Adrian swiftly to unravel these mysteries and the meaning of the prophecy. I prowl the dark streets, consumed by visions of her luscious body. The way she trembled and cried out beneath me as I commanded her ecstasy, driving her wild with pleasure. Just the memory has my cock twitching with need.

Will I ever satisfy this ravenous hunger for her flesh? I had nearly forgotten such intense sensations until I was with someone I craved so profoundly. Her passion magnifies my own, leaving me breathless and starved for more.

And her exquisite blood...fuck. It was so pristine, like nectar from the gods themselves. Never have I tasted such purity, such divinity, in all my centuries of depravity. She has the flavor of untainted sunshine, irresistibly saccharine and intoxicating.

The cryptic prophecy says our bond will unlock her power. But how the hell does it happen? Has it already begun? So many damn questions swirl in my mind.

Dani said she first noticed her light soon after we connected. Is it possible I've already awoken something in her? Could she be immortal?

I need answers urgently...and hopefully without dying in the process. If I've set ancient forces in motion through our union, the consequences could be astronomical. And if others discover Danica's role before we can prepare, she'll be a target.

I must keep her safe, even if she despises the monster I am. I hope to finally bring her the clarity she deserves by learning the truths of the prophecy.

But shadows threaten to descend, and time is running out. I won't let darkness claim her light. I'll fight to my last breath to solve these secrets...and make her fully mine.

I enter Lucian’s club, feeling the familiar atmosphere wrap around me. I find him in his office, buried in paperwork. Erik sits in a chair, sipping away a glass of hard liquor.

“Lucian, Erik,” I say firmly, my voice holding a note of alarm. Both men gaze at me, their faces showing curiosity and anxiety. “We have to talk. It’s about Dani.”

Lucian drops his pen and leans back in his chair, interlocks his fingers, and rests his hands on top of his head with an air of self-satisfaction, “Finally get to stick it to that hottie?” he cackles, a devilish glint in his eye.

I scoff, rolling my eyes, “It’s more than just that.”

Erik shifts in his chair and looks at me inquisitively. A wave of myriad emotions—frustration, determination included—embrace me as I tell them everything.

Erik’s eyes widened in interest—"So let me get this straight. You're saying Danica somehow conjured white flames from her bare hands?"

I rake my fingers through my hair in frustration as I pace the office. "Yes. It sounds impossible, but I saw it with my own eyes. One moment, her hands were empty; the next, they erupted in mystical fire."

"Extraordinary," Erik murmurs, leaning forward intently. "What else can you tell me about it?"

I sigh, coming to a stop by the desk. "That's just it—I admit I'm at a loss to explain it. The fire doesn't seem to burn her. Its origins are a complete mystery."

Erik taps his chin thoughtfully. "Well, this changes everything, doesn't it? We'll need to study this further and discover the nature of these newfound talents. There must be something in the archives about magical abilities..."

I nod firmly. "I agree; we need to get to the bottom of this. Whatever is happening with Danica could have major implications for her life—and ours, if she is who I believe her to be."

Erik meets my gaze. "Then our course is clear.”

Erik’s body tenses as he speaks, “Rhyland, the prophecy. It’s about a mate that will awaken—”

I put my hand up to stop him from continuing, already knowing what he was implying. He pauses before finally releasing a deep breath.

Lucian seems confuddled for a moment before his face illuminates with understanding.“W-whoa, bro! Are you telling me that your mission is to get Sleeping Beauty’s power outta its snooze mode?”

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