Page 116 of Blooms of Darkness

It was all he needed to say before I made my next move. I wanted to be bold, to try everything I’d always wanted and hadn’t been able. I sat backward on his chest, peering over my shoulder once before I lowered myself on his length. I wanted to ride him, to take all of him, but he was so big. I slid down slowly. Painfully slow. Allowing myself to adjust to him as he slid inside of me.

His hands roamed over me and down to my ass, grabbing it as much as he could. “You are a perfect, stunning creation.”

He finally slid all the way in, and I paused, feeling how full and perfect we fit together. Then, I rode him. I moved on top of him, hard, bringing my hands up to massage my breasts. I lost grip of reality, simply existing in a place of needing and wanting more. More of him. More of this. Harder and harder.

Kade shifted, propping himself up on a forearm, not letting me move all the way off of him as he pulled my hips down, my back toward his chest. I hadn’t experienced this angle before. Tits and daggers, it was so damned good.

I’d rarely been vocal before, but with Kade, I couldn’t stop the sounds spilling from my mouth.

He brought my hand to my core.

“Show me how you like it,” he said into my ear. “I want to see you make yourself come with me inside you.”

Oh, fates. If it wasn't the hottest thing anyone had ever said to me.

I obeyed him gladly, rubbing myself in time with his thrusts. Small, slow circles around my clit, as he continued to grind his cock inside of me. He grabbed my breasts and played with my nipples. Shadows swirled around us, gliding over me more urgently.

I moved faster. Faster. Kade met my every pace. My legs shook, trembling along with my body, aching for release.

Kade gave my ear a playful nip. “That’s it, Lana. More.”

I continued, moaning as the pressure built to a high I thought would destroy me.

“Harder,” I commanded, unable to catch my breath.

“Let go for me. Show me you’re mine and let go.” Kade’s words triggered my release. I exploded around him.

“Fates, yes,” he moaned, holding me tightly while he let me ride out my pleasure. His cock pulsated inside of me as my own throbbing began to ease. He didn’t chase his own release, though, not yet.

He pushed my body up once I caught my breath, leaning forward, and I gripped his thighs.

“Kade,” I hissed as he ran a strong hand down my spine. I would finish what I started now and bring him his own explosion of pleasure. I needed it as much as I’d needed my own.

I rode this beautiful man for a few minutes more. My head tipped back in pleasure as the fullness inside overwhelmed me.

As Kade found his release, his hands tightened on my ass. “Lana,” he cried my name like a prayer.

There would be a bruise. A bruise, for once, I would want to remember. A bruise I wouldn't want someone to heal.

As our breaths evened out, I slowly eased myself off of him, turning so I could see his face once more.

We laid together in silence for a long time, just basking in the sense of calm surrounding us. Some of his shadows rested on my body, while others whipped around us, cascading through the air.

He nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, pulling me closer to him. He began pressing sweet kisses along my bare skin and gently caressing my ribs. He didn’t stop when he reached my scar, instead, running his fingers along the raised flesh as if he could heal it somehow.

That damned scar left from Andras.

Suddenly, I knew it was now or never. I had to tell Kade everything. I needed to. Regardless of how much I didn’t want to lose this moment.

“Kade,” I whispered, steeling my nerves. “I have to tell you something.” My heartbeat quickened and threatened to catapult from my chest. I was about to reveal more of myself than even my father knew. The only person who really knew everything was Ian. This man would hold the broken pieces of my life, and I hoped he didn’t break them even more.

I sat up and took his hands, biting my lip, so nervous to say these next few words. I hadn’t ever told another soul my secret. Ian had been there. It was how he knew. But to speak of what happened, it would take everything.

“Before tomorrow’s trial, I need you to know something.” I paused as he nodded for me to continue. With a deep breath, I let go, “I have no magic.”

Kade’s brow furrowed. When I didn’t continue right away, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak. I held up my hand to stop him. If I didn’t keep going, I might not be able to get through this conversation. I bit my lower lip, steeling my nerves to continue.

“And this scar?” I ran my fingers over my side. “It’s from Andras.” My voice quivered, but I shook my head, squeezing my eyes shut. I refused to give him this power anymore. I wanted to let it go. “I was tortured for years by Andras under the guise of him trying to coax my magic out of me.”

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