Page 50 of A City of Hearts and Feathers

"I'm yours, Zoe. Use me how you want me," he demanded, his voice all gravel.

Zoe was too far gone to be self-conscious, her need for him was louder than any other thought. She rolled her hips in a slow circle, finding just where she wanted him before rocking hard against it.

"Fuck," she gasped, her head dropping back.

Kahil moved her face back towards him. "No, look at me. Look at me."

Zoe was lost in his gaze, her body moving and claiming his. She had never felt so greedy, so desperate to possess someone else before. She wanted his beautiful body, his battered soul, his immortal heart.

Zoe's nails bit in deep on the scarab on his chest, coming hard, her vision whiting as she sobbed his name. Kahil sat up, kissing her, his tongue fucking into her mouth. Zoe barelycaught her breath before he had her on her knees, his hand buried in her hair.

"You said the other morning that you liked it rough. Was that true?" he asked, licking the sensitive place behind her ear.

"Yes," she said, pushing her ass against him.

"Good." He thrust back into her, hard and fast. His grip on her hair tightened, pulling just hard enough to make her feel it as he used her body.

Zoe loved his intensity, his strength and grip, the way he lifted her like she weighed nothing. She loved him, and she didn't care if it was crazy. Her whole life was crazy, and he never left her or looked away.

"Fuck, you're a vision like this," Kahil groaned, his other hand stroking over her ass and gripping it tight. "You just love to be used by me, don't you?"

"Yes," she gasped. "I'm yours too, Kahil. I want you to fuck me. Prove to me that you want me too."

Kahil pulled her head back and kissed her, nipping at his lips. "You will tell me if you don't like something." It wasn't a request.

Zoe nodded and kissed him back. "Yes." Kahil kissed her hard and unleashed himself.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Kahil knew Zoe had a passionate soul and that she would make love with the same intensity. He had underestimated her, yet again. Zoe fucked like she'd never had good sex in her life and Kahil's dick was the antidote to everything that ailed her.

He fucking loved it. Wanted more. Needed to have her sweet cunt clenching him as profanities and his name whimpered out of her.

He couldn't get enough of her full body blushes as she was about to come, the way her dark eyes blew out, and how her honey skin glowed with sweat and pleasure. He did what he'd never done before and used his Sight to look at herka. Tears filled his eyes at the glowing supernova that was her soul, and he finally knew what worship truly was.

It didn't matter that they hadn't known each other long. It felt like she was made for him. He loved her so damn much already. He swore to Anubis and all the dark gods of the Underworld that he would do anything to keep her soul burning so bright, as long as he had a chance to keep her by his side.

Kahil still had Zoe on her knees for him, watching mesmerized as his dick moved inside of her. She met hisferocious need and fierceness head on, took it, and gave it back to him. He cupped her pussy, fingers stroking where they were joined smearing the wetness over her clit. Zoe's whole body jolted with the contact, making him smile viciously. She was so responsive, so sensitive and eager.

He was going to ruin her for all others because he was never going to be able to let her go. He wanted to possess her, keep her for himself. He couldn't bear the thought of any other person seeing his Zoe so completely fucking undone and surrendering to another.

"Come for me, Zoe," he said, dragging his teeth down her shoulders. "Come for me before I fill you up."

"Kahil," she sobbed, and her body began to shake and grip him. Fucking maddeningly perfect. Kahil worked her with his dick and fingers all the way through her orgasm before he let his own release finally take him. Fire and lightning coursed through his veins, burning through his soul and skin. He was scorched by the time he stopped, barely conscious as he moved out of her and gathered her in his arms.

"Bloody hell," Zoe panted next to him, her English accent soft in wonder. Her face rested over his hammering heart, one arm thrown over his chest.

Kahil kissed the top of her head. "Catch your breath while you can,balim. I'm going to be inside you again as soon as my soul returns from the Duat."

Zoe laughed softly, her hands tracing over the Anubis tattooed on his arm. "He can keep you for a bit longer. My heart almost gave out just then."

"Your heart is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," Kahil said. He put his long leg over her hips, pinning her, needing her closer.

"I'm trusting you to be careful with it. I don't think I could live through having it broken again," Zoe replied, her voice drowsy.

Kahil lifted her chin, his chest tightening when he saw the tears in her eyes. "I'll protect it and you for as long as you want me, Zoe. Never doubt it." He kissed a stray tear, the salty sweet taste of it sealing his words like a sacred vow. Zoe Kartal was his at last, and he was never going to let her go.

Kahil woke the following morning,brain drowsy and body heavy. He was on the floor of the bedroom, Zoe asleep in his arms, both of them wrapped in a tangle of sheets. He smiled at the ceiling, realizing they must have passed out during their last bout of love making. Dark gods, he felt good.

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