Page 45 of Ever Dark

My eyelids are heavy. I fight to keep them open for as long as I can. Nox doesn’t always come for me. There have been stretches of time when he’s left me untouched. I don’t know why or where he goes. He never tells me. And inthosebouts of sleep, I don’t dream of anything. It’s exhilarating yet empty. I find myself missing him. I’m as attached to him as he is to me, cursed to love and hate the only one who has never abandoned me…

A deep yawn consumes me. I let myself drift. Falling, tumbling into sleep’s abyss. Shadows envelop me. I’m transported, elevated, and thrown violently into my prison.

“Hello, dark one.” Nox lays next to me, caressing my collarbone with his claws.

I blink a few times to orient myself. This room is dimly lit from a light source I’ve never been able to pinpoint. When I was a kid, he’d always meet me in the tunnel. I don’t know if it’s even real or a figment of my imagination. A construct I created to put in place of real-world physics.

But as soon as I was old enough for him to touch me, I’d wake up here in this dark and damp room with no furniture except a bed.

“What is this place?”

His eyes flicker with amusement. “This is your mind. I’ve told you many times.”

“But how?” There are so many unanswered questions.

He stretches out next to me, his feet dangling off the edge of the king-size bed. “How does anything exist? All that matters is thatwedo.”

I prop myself up on my side to look at him. He’s strange and beautiful, simple yet complex. I devour him with my eyes. His muscles are pronounced—chiseled and carved—like a god. Tonight, he has his black hair swept up between his horns in a topknot. It shows off his deep-set eyes and high cheekbones.

His lips are thick and soft like pillows. I shiver as the memory of them suctioning my clit pops into my head.

The corners of his mouth turn up into a smirk. “You enjoying the view, dark one?”

I nod and continue my ogling. These quiet moments are rare. “Did you exist before me?”

His tail coils around his naked thighs. “I have no memory of anything before you.”

The movement draws my gaze to his erection. For a long time, I thought every man had two cock heads.Imagine my shock and disappointment. “Would you look like this on the other side? If I brought you back with me?”

He wraps his tail around my waist and pulls me on top of him. “So many questions…”

My heart races as he skates his claws down my back. “And I’ll keep asking them until you give me some answers.”

His forked cock stirs between my legs, probing at my folds. “I can make myself look like anything. Like your human men. If you prefer.”

A ripple of shame grips me. Guilt and fucking shame. I find a spot on his chest to fixate on. “They keep coming after me. I let them touch me, but I hate it.”

He tips my chin up. “No, you don’t. You can lie to them and to yourself when you’re in their world, but you cannot lie to me in here.”

I bite my lip. “I’m behaving like a greedy slut. It’s not right.”

He lifts my hips and sits me back down on one of his cockheads. I let out a gasp as he fills me so full the pressure builds in my belly. His other head probes at my anus. “Nox…” I whimper.

“No, my love. You are a beautiful dark angel. Embrace your desires. Claim them as I’ve claimed you.” He burrows in deeper, and I almost black out.

Fuck, it feels so fucking good.

I let out a deep shuddering breath. “You’re not angry?”

He thrusts hard. “I’m always angry.”Thrust.“I want to be with you always,” he growls.

Tingles rip through my core as he rubs his abdomen against my nub. I roll my hips in a circle and clench my pussy around his engorged shaft as I slide up and down it. “Mmm, fuck. I just might make that happen.”

I’m playing a dangerous game with the devil now.

His red eyes widen as he slithers his tail up my back and wraps it around my neck. “Don’t make promises you won’t keep.”

I jerk forward as a deep spasm shatters me. “I’m not. I just need more time.”

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