“Are you sure you’re still okay with this?”

Closing my eyes, I nodded.

I didn’t want to feel that way again. Not when I only wanted to feel this.

He kissed me gently, so gently against my bruised cheek as he lowered my head to my pillow. I made a breathy sound as he moved down to my neck, his lips lightly kissing along the red line where the collar had been, before nipping at my earlobe.

“I need to hear you, hellion,” he said languidly, the warm breath of his voice in my ear sending a liquid heat to my core. He nibbled at the space between my neck and my collarbone, and I tensed, remembering Aviel biting me in the same place on the other side.

Bash stilled, waiting for me to steer this.

“Yes,” I breathed, forcing that memory away. “Don’t stop.”

Bash kissed his way down my chest, his lips brushing against my breasts. His mouth found my nipples, leaving me shivering with need. Then he picked up my wrist, softly trailing kisses down my arm where the chains had rubbed. over those angry red lines where I had drawn blood trying to get free.

A moment of panic hit me at the memory of being chained?—

“Eyes on me,” he said sharply.

My gaze snapped to his.

“You’re here. You’re safe.”

But he pulled back, waiting for my permission to continue. Reminding me, I knew, that I was still in control.

I nodded slowly. “I’m with you.”

A small smile tugged at his lips as he took in the trust in my voice. Then he moved lower, kissing the hand shaped bruises on one side of my hips, then the other.

“I’ll never let him touch you again,” Bash growled, his shadows swirling around us in great, sweeping strands. Yet they felt like a shelter, not a cage. My darkness reached out to twist itself into them, and I gave a heartfelt sigh of appreciation that my magic had returned. The room darkened around us in an endless night, like all there was left in the universe were the two of us on this bed.

Bash kissed my inner thigh, and I jerked in surprise. He looked up at me from between my legs, his eyes roiling with shadow.There was something about the way he looked at me, so starved with need that it made it hard to breathe.

“Youdoneed your rest,” he said with a downright devious smile. “So lay back and allow me the pleasure of…taking care of you.”

My back arched off the bed as his tongue licked its way up my slit, a loud gasp leaving me. He circled me slowly, sucking and teasing, and my legs fell open wider, desperate for more. I rolled my hips up instinctively.

“Slow down, hellion,” he murmured, his hot breath on that knot of nerves making my eyes roll back. “You’ve been through a lot.”

I whined low in my throat, and he chuckled.

“Rest, and I’ll make it worth your while. Unless you want me to stop?”

Bastard.

I let out a noise of protest. “I want…” I almost said ‘you’but rethought it at the last second. Despite my faith in him, after having my trust broken in such a way, I knew I needed more time before I could accept what he was to me. “I want this.”

He licked in a slow circle, drawing a gasp. “Then allow me to do this for you, Eva.”

I started to say something else, but his tongue slid inside me, and I lost all thought as he groaned at the wetness he found there.

“Bash,” I whimpered.

He grinned lazily up at me. “I knew you’d taste like euphoria.”

He moved higher, tasting me thoroughly as he worked one finger inside me, then another, deliciously filling me. When he sucked that nub of nerves into his mouth, I let out an almost embarrassingly loud moan. But his pace didn’t falter. Bash licked me in a steadily building intensity that had my hips bucking, desperate for release. I looked down, and my whole body clenched as I saw his swirling eyes were fixed on me. On the pleasure he was wringing from my body.

His avid focus turned my blood into molten desire. Those fingers were still working their magic deep inside of me as he reached up with the other hand, curving around my breast, gently squeezing my nipple. I moved my hips helplessly as my body started to coil and my breathless panting turned into audible moans.