Page 49 of Dark Fate

"I'm aching for you," I add pleadingly.

He groans as I feel his hot, thick length press against my slick entrance. "God damn, Angel, I’m burning for you—I swear it’s more than you’ll ever fucking know." Then, with one thrust, he sheaths himself deep inside me.

"Fuck." I cry out as he bottoms out within me.

"Heaven," he groans against my neck, his fingers digging into my hips as he pulls me flush against him.

"More..." I demand, my nails scoring his back.

"I know, baby," he grunts. "I know."

Rhyland begins to rock his hips, my body rising to meet his every thrust. I feel his lips curl into a feral grin against my neck. "I swear, Angel, there's no end to what I'd give you. Always more, baby, always fucking more." He wastes no time, thrusting into me. "Fuuuck..." His hips drive faster, harder, and more demanding. I feel his cock grow longer and thicker. "I'm yours, Angel... always."

"Rhyland." I moan as he hits that spot deep within me, his fingers digging into my ass as he grips me.

"I love it when you moan my name," He groans against my neck. I cry out more as he stretches me.

Rhyland's head drops to the crook of my neck, his teeth grazing my collarbone. "I love you so damn much," he admits, his voice heavy with fierce sincerity. The telepathic thread that weaves us together smolders deep in the recesses of my consciousness. His presence is everywhere within me. I'm awash with a sensation of completeness, transcending mere humanity. In this blazing connection, it's more than just existence—it's love, pure and all-encompassing.

My heart feels like it will burst as his words hit me like a physical force. A rush of adrenaline surges through my body, causing it to shake and tremble until I feel like I'm splintering into a million pieces.

Rhyland's cock pulses with urgency as he slams me into the soft, cool grass. Each impact sends shockwaves of raw pleasure through me. He takes hold of my leg and hoists it over his shoulder, finding yet another untapped spot that ignites a fiery sensation within me.

I groan uncontrollably, gripping his neck and pulling him down to ravage my lips with his own. His kisses are rough and savage as he drives me into the ground relentlessly.

"Come for me again, Angel," he begs, releasing his primal desire with each forceful thrust. "I need to feel you come undone around me. I need to feel you explode, baby."

He slams into me hard, and I fall apart again, a sensation that feels like a million tiny explosions, consuming me from the inside out. My body tenses and shudders as the waves of pleasure crash over me, my moans turning into primal screams. Rhyland's grip on my hips tightens as I drench his cock with my rapture.

He groans in satisfaction, his voice rough against my skin as he declares his adoration for my frenzied release. "Gods, you’re so fucking beautiful."

My eyes roll back in ecstasy as I continue to writhe against him, lost in the intense sensation of our bodies merging. Rhyland swiftly follows, releasing himself inside me as I experience yet another orgasm.

I need more.

I never want this to end.

"I love you," I murmur against his neck. "I love you so damn much. I tried…I was trying to get to you—" Rhyland’s lips claim mine, cutting off my babbling mid-stream.

An overwhelming sense of contentment floods over me as the taste of my blood lingers in my mouth, and I know I will never get enough of this man. Our bodies melt together as one, taking us both to a place where nothing else exists but each other—a place where we are safe, loved, and protected.

"I didn’t think I’d ever see you again," Rhyland whispers after we catch our breath, his fingertips trailing over my cheeks.

I lean up and kiss him sweetly. I look at him with raised eyebrows and side eyes. "Did you misplace your memory along with your sanity? We swore nothing would tear us apart. Fairy dust hoopla doesn’t cut it for a ‘forgetful vows’ pass in my book, Vampking."

Rhyland sweeps his hand across my cheek, his smirk and dimple on full display. "We did." His features quickly change to regret. "I fought like hell for what felt like a goddamn eternity, almost got swallowed by the dark for good ‘cause you weren’t there to light my fuckin’ way, Angel. Can you look past my moment of weakness?"

I shake my head, hating his pained guilt. "There's nothing to forgive! That evil witch played hella dirty, separating us like that. But we will always find each other."

Rhyland nods gravely, some darkness lingering in his icy gaze. "Fuck... I was so goddamn lost, baby," he confesses, "So lost I believed I’d never lay eyes on you again," his voice threaded with the echoes of his past agony.

I smile through damp eyes, my brooding protective vampire knight. Always so ominously romantic, even post-life-threatening danger. "Well, here I am, Big Guy—Ready to shake up fate once again with my oh-so-special Chosen One hemoglobin," I say, giving his marble abs a cheeky tap.

Rhyland smirks and then shifts onto his side, hot gaze blatantly scanning my mostly naked body. "The hell are you wearing...or not wearing?" He tugs at the tiny leafy clasp, struggling to cover my chest. "Not that I mind the view, baby."

I sigh loudly. "Don’t blame me for the slutty forest cosplay! That’s all our sparkly friend Axilya’s weird fashion sense."

Rhyland's fingers trail along the mesh, barely hugging my goosebumped skin. "Mmm, you look edible." A low, possessive growl rolls off him, pure vampire. "But I'll be damned if I'm keen on letting anyone else get an eyeful of what's mine."

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