Page 28 of A Song of Death and Desire

“Do you need someone to talk to about what happened to you to make you need to escape to Witches Cove?” she asks, genuine concern in her tone.

Nope, don’t want to go there. I shake my head. “Thank you. I appreciate it, I truly do but I don’t want to go into the details. I made some choices and now I’m living with the consequences. That’s all there is to it. I’m just fortunate that Eagan came along when he did to help me out. He’s definitely gone above and beyond.” I smile, holding up the shopping bags.

“I’ve had fun with you today, Kairi and it’s been so good to not have to worry about anything other than finding clothes to make you lookhot!I’ve needed a good distraction from these last few months.” Her eyes drop as a flicker of something sad crosses her face before it is quickly replaced with another grin.

“I know we just met, but ifyouwould like to talk to me about anything, I’m here to listen,” I reply softly, sensing that she’s had some troubles in her life recently.

“Oh no, don’t worry about me. Let’s get you home before Eagan worries I’ve kidnapped you.” She swiftly changes thesubject and seems to shake off the thoughts that were bothering her. “Eagan is going to love you in that little black dress you bought! Make sure you wear it for him.”

I laugh but immediately stop when Sienna’s face twists into a scowl. “But if you ever hurt my brother, you’ll have to answer to me.” She’s unable to keep up the serious facade, her face breaking into a smile with mine joining a moment later.

Sienna drops me back at Eagan’s apartment but declines to come in this time. “Don’t worry, he’s not going to get rid of me that easily. I’ll be back tomorrow,” she jokes. “Maybe you can use this time to show off your new clothes, maybe your new underwear…” she trails off with a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows. I laugh and give her a playful punch on the shoulder before thanking her once again for the day out. It truly has been one of the best days.

I cross the threshold into the apartment and find Eagan preparing himself something to eat in the kitchen. Without thinking I launch myself at him, so high on happiness and gratitude for the day I had. The day he has given me.

I throw my arms around his neck, having to rise up on my toes to reach comfortably, and press my body close to his. So close that I can feel his corded muscles tense against me as his arms slide around my waist. “I had such a fantastic day, Eagan. Thank you, thank you, thank you for giving this to me,” I whisper before taking the plunge and pressing my lips against his.

Chapter 29

At first he doesn’t move, his body becoming preternaturally still as my cheeks heat and I pull my lips away. I don’t step back though, instead tilting my chin up to face him, displaying my confidence and trying to hide my fear of rejection. His sapphire eyes hold mine and I can see the battle raging within. In a fraction of a moment that seems to stretch on forever, apprehension turns to determination before his lips crash against mine.

There is such force behind his movement that I have no choice but to hold tightly to his neck and hope my legs don’t give out. All thoughts empty from my head as our mouths move together in a primal way. Fierce. Each of us fighting for dominance. He gives me no reprieve as he explores my mouth, our tongues twisting together and teeth clashing. His hands roam my body, starting at my shoulders, then running down my sides beforeslipping under my dress to cup my ass. He moans into my mouth as he squeezes tightly. He bites down on my lip. Hard. And I whimper, not in pain but out of desire. I can’t get close enough. I need to touch all of him.

Just as quickly as he began, Eagan pulls himself off me, turning away.

“Fuck!” he bellows as he throws out a hand swiping at everything on the counter, causing it to fall and shatter on the ground. The next second he rounds on me, pushing me to the wall, his right hand at my throat in a movement so reminiscent of our first meeting. He’s boxed me in with no escape, one hand at my throat and the other pressed to the wall above my head. His face is so close to mine that I can feel his warm breath as it tickles my skin. Even if I could get away from him at this moment, I wouldn’t want to. When we first met, I was afraid of him. Now I trust him not to hurt me.

I stare into his eyes and see desperation tinged with anger. “Why the fuck are you doing this to me, Kairi? Is this still some part of your spell, some trick? You killed my friends for god’s sake, you almost killed me too! How can I want you like this when you’ve done those things? What is wrong with me that all I want to do right now is turn you around and fuck you against the wall so hard that you’re screaming my name?” As he speaks he tightens the grip on my throat. Hard enough to bruise but not hard enough to completely cut off my air supply. I’m still not afraid. His anger and desire visibly swirl together, tormenting him as he fights against his instincts.

“I hate you,” he spits.

“No, you don’t,” I rasp softly in reply.

“Ishouldhate you.”

“Maybe.”

“You’re a monster.”

“I know,” I breathe.

His breath is escaping in ragged pants, his pupils are blown wide, and he loosens the pressure on my throat, causing me to gasp for more air. He still doesn’t allow me to move as he slowly, gently moves the hand that is above my head down to caress my face, the gesture at odds with his words and the hand that grips my neck. He uses a finger to trace my lips and my tongue darts out to lick it. His body is pressed so hard against me that it’s hard to tell where my body ends and his begins. The bulge in his pants, while obvious before, is now so prominent I can feel every inch.

“Please, Eagan,” I beg. “I need to feel you.”

He looks away for a moment, trying to catch his breath before turning back to me. “You’re going to be the death of me, vicious one,” he murmurs, and I can see the exact point where he lets go. He captures my lips once more and I whimper into his mouth, maneuvering my body so that his thigh rests between mine. I try to rock against him, desperately seeking friction and release. His hands snake back down to my ass, and he uses his hold there, to lift me, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist. He doesn’t break the kiss for a single moment as he carries me to his bedroom, never wavering in his ferocity.

He throws me on the bed and a squeak escapes me before he’s on top of me again, barely allowing me to catch a breath. He moves his lips from mine down the side of my neck and sucks hard on the hollow where my neck and shoulder meet. I groan and my hands scramble to try and pull off his top, desperate to feel his body. He rocks back, so that he is kneeling between my legs, and I bite my lip as I watch him undress. He pulls off his shirt with ease and then pulls down his loose gym shorts. Wetness soaks my panties immediately at the sight of his cock and I scramble to sit up so that I can have a taste.

“No vicious one, that’s not how this is going to work. Strip,” he commands, and I happily obey, pulling off my dress in notime at all, leaving me in just my thong. “Fuuuck. You really are a seductress. But right now, I’m done fighting it,” he murmurs, licking a path from my ankle to my panties. “Off,” he growls and in one smooth motion he tears them right off me. Luckily, I bought more when I was out today.

He uses his index finger to slowly circle my clit and then with no warning, thrusts it inside me. “More,” I groan. “I need more, Eagan.” He complies and adds another finger. The sounds of his fingers moving back and forth are indecent and I’m surprised at how wet he has made me, and so quickly too.

“Can you take another finger, vicious one?” A needy moan escapes me as I bob my head in enthusiastic consent. At the same time as he pushes another finger inside me, his thumb presses down on the bundle of nerves and I shatter. I completely fall apart with a howl as my eyes close and I throw my head back. An orgasm like none I’ve ever experienced overwhelms every one of my senses and I feel like I’ll never recover.

As my climax subsides and I fall back to Earth, the rustling sound of a packet being torn open breaches my consciousness. “You come so beautifully, Kairi,” he whispers reverently. He lowers on top of me, and I feel the head of his cock nudging at my entrance. I open my thighs wider and wrap my legs around him, holding him tighter to me. My back arches off the bed as he enters me with a firm thrust. He pounds into me hard and fast, determined and dominating. He might think that I am his destruction, but I know for certain, in this moment, that he will be mine. And I will gladly be destroyed by him in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, he will put me back together.

I’veneverfucked like this. I’ve never given up control to another. The vulnerability I feel frightens me. It’s like I’ve been cracked open and all my insides, the very core of my soul, are spread out for him to see. My instincts push me to use the leverage of my legs to roll us over, so I am straddling him. Theonly reason I am successful in this motion is because I catch him by surprise. He’s temporarily immobilized but quickly thrusts up into me at the same time as I push myself down on him. The movement causes him to go even deeper and our movements speed up to a frantic pace.

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