Page 75 of Ever Dark

I roll my hips up to meet his. “I don’t care. Now come get your peace.”

His eyes widen, sparking with lust and hunger. He pulls my panties to the side and presses the tip of his cock to my wet entrance. “Are you sure?”

I reach down in between us and grab a hold of his shaft, guiding him inside. “I’ve always been sure. You’re my peace too.”

We don’t break eye contact as he slides inside me. “Oh, fuck. Draven…”

“Mia. Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” He rocks into me gently, making sure I feel every ridge.

I wrap my legs around his middle, urging him in deeper. “Does this mean we have a truce, Draven?”

He draws in a deep breath, his cock throbbing against my inner walls. “No. I still hate you.”

“Liar,” I whisper in his ear.

A soft moan escapes his lips as he thrusts in deeper. “You’re still healing. I don’t want to hurt you.”

The irony is not lost on me. He’s been trying to hurt me since I moved to town. But this is different. He’s being tender.

But I want his brutality.

“It will hurt me more if you hold back.” I grind against him, desperate to feel every inch of him. “Fuck me like you own me.”

His eyes darken as he grabs my throat and squeezes. “I do own you.”

I scream as he slides out and slams back in. “Yeah, like that. Fuck…”

“Mmm, you make me so angry, Mia.”Thrust. “But I can’t get enough of you.”

We’re spiraling, crashing together like waves against the shore. Like a storm that’s been brewing for centuries only to finally unleash, threatening to wipe out everything in our path.

He made good on his promise to destroy my soul. I welcomeit. I crave it. I need his darkness to seep into my bones, into every crevice of my being.

“Oh, fuck,” I whine as he presses against my most sensitive spot.

“I want to die inside you someday. Promise me you’ll keep fucking me after I’m gone. Use my body until you’ve fucked it to dust.” He rubs his balls against my taint as he fucks me harder.

This man is beautifully psychotic, twisted, and deranged. I’m obsessed with him. Addicted to his melancholy and madness. “I promise. You’re mine, Draven. In this life and the next.”

He rides me harder, pulling me into a rhythm that’s as agonizing as it is cathartic. “You’re not allowed to leave, Trouble. Ever. I’ll burn this whole fucking world down and everyone in it.”

I cry out and clench around his swollen cock while my juices spill out. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Fuck. Mmm, Mia…” His hot thick cum unleashes into me, filling me so full I can’t contain it all. It drips out of my pussy and down my ass. He grabs onto the bedpost as we convulse against each other until we finally collapse.

His chaos craves my peace, chasing it like a storm. And I embrace both his light and his nightmare. Like I’m a vessel for his darkness.

I wake up in Draven’s bed alone. I stretch out, my muscles relaxed for the first time in a while. Even though my throat still feels like sandpaper, it’s the best night of sleep I’ve ever had. Nox didn’t send for me. He let me rest. I’m grateful but a twinge of guilt sits in my gut.

When I finally drag my ass out of bed, I spot a fresh change of clothes draped across the chair. The same chair that Draven sat in while he watched over me. A flurry of butterflies swims in my belly. It takes me back to our first encounter at Duff’s all those monthsago. Except last night, he didn’t look away. He held my gaze the whole time.

And in his soft expression, I learned more about him than any conversation we’ve ever had. He’s like me in a way. And also like Nox. I knew he was different from Bones and Aries from the start. I just couldn’t figure it out. But when the poison fields were burning, and I saw his eyes glow through the smoke, it was the last thought I had before I passed out.Draven is half-nightmare.

It makes more sense now than anything else.

I finish dressing in the pair of jeans and cashmere sweater he laid out for me. I tug on my black motorcycle boots, chuckling as I imagine Draven rifling through my closet to try and put together an outfit for me to wear.

It takes me ten minutes to find the staircase. Blackwell Manor is even larger than Harker Mansion. The décor is similar with dark walls, marble floors, and velvet curtains. There are ornate mirrors at the end of each hall and old paintings of people I assume are ancestors. When I get downstairs, I find Draven, Bones, and Aries waiting for me in the foyer.

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