Page 89 of What Lurks Between the Fates

Remembering what he’d said about what it was to fuck a God, I held him there even when he tried to pull away. When he tried to leave me at the edge of ecstasy, always preferring when I found my climax with him inside me.

I held him tight, reveling in the way he smiled into my pussy.

“Tonight, I want to beyourGod,” I said, my voice breaking off into a breathless chuckle.

He slid his fingers inside me in answer, his growl of approval surging through me as he wrapped his mouth around that sensitive part and worshiped it with his tongue.

I shattered, pressing my arm into my mouth to stifle my cry. The God of the Dead licked me through it, his touches feather-light against my too sensitive skin as my breathing calmed.

He rose over me, shifting me higher on the bed so that he could settle his hips between my thighs. His face was a breath from mine, his eyes pinning me still as he slowly slid inside me.

“You are always my Goddess,min asteren. I worship at your altar with every breath—every moment of my existence,” he said, blue eyes blazing withintent. “Not only because you are my mate and the Fates determined we were made for one another, but because I loveyou. The person you have become is a sight to behold, and I am privileged to stand at your side as you embark on your journey.”

I surged up, capturing his mouth with mine. The words were too much—striking that sensitive, vulnerable part of me thatwondered. Wondered if I was worth it—if I could ever live up to the vision he had of me and my potential.

He allowed me to silence him with my mouth, to crash my lips against his so harshly that it was a collision of tongue and lips and teeth. My lip bled beneath him as he pressed me back down, pinning me with his hands at my hips and sliding himself through the tender, swollen tissue of my pussy.

All gentleness was lost, all trace of emotion gone from his face as I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him deeper still. Our hips moved in tune with one another as I thrust up to meet him.

It was a battering of bodies—a battering of souls clashing against one another. My claws dug into his back, shredding his tunic as the monster within me rose to the surface. But Caldris met her gaze where she stared out from behind my eyes, then grinned at her as his own beast rose within him.

I felt the surge of darkness pulse off him, felt my monster purr in delight as my body clenched around him in answer. Caldris laughed, the sound a dark, mangled thing that spoke of possession and ownership rather than joy.

“That’s my good girl,” he murmured, pressing a hand against the front of my throat.

I snarled, baring tongue and teeth as that hand settled over the most vulnerable part of me. The creature within me lashed out, striking at himso harshly that I felt her move beneath my skin. He hoisted my legs higher as he rose over me, pinning me to the bed with that hand at my throat. He knelt between my legs, fucking me with deep, sharp thrusts as my legs spread to accommodate him.

I clawed at his forearm, tearing through the skin there. He didn’t make any move to choke me, to harm me as he pinned me and fucked me. His blue eyes blazed as he held my furious gaze.

“I wondered when you would come out to play with me again,” he murmured.

The image of that night in the bath after the boy on the bridge surged through me, reminding me of the cold creature who had possessed my body.

Was that what had happened? Was she the same monster who lingered within me now?

I bucked up, my body not entirely my own as she writhed within me. She didn’t like our throat being vulnerable, wanted to wrap her teeth around his and force him into submission. The cold was gone from her now, replaced by the fury of a thousand flames.

Caldris pushed me back, pinning me to the bed beneath him once again. His cock stroked over that spot inside me, sending my eyes rolling back in my head even as the creature tried to focus.

“You’re mine,” he growled, baring his teeth as he stared down at me.

The ghost of a vision flashed over his face, half of it consumed by a skeleton as his own monster showed itself.

I swallowed down my fear, the trepidation I felt when staring at the creature within the God of the Dead. At the monster behind the beautiful face.But my creature wasn’t afraid. She used my mouth, my throat, to emit something between a purr and a growl as Caldris kept fucking me.

Whatever he saw there made him smile; whatever that sound meant made him lean forward, daring my teeth to kiss me.

And instead of snapping and spitting and raging, the creature within me embraced him. We welcomed him deeper, welcomed him into our body and our soul.

Caldris pounded us into the mattress, his thrusts turning harsh and frenzied. I didn’t remember a time when he’d fucked me like this, as if he’d been waiting for that monster to rise to share it with me.

His eyes glowed blue, flashing between that and the shadows of a dark night beneath the moon as he approached his orgasm. He took me with him, forcing my head to the side so that he could lay his mouth upon the side of my neck.

My creature purred as he sank his teeth into our flesh, grinding them into our skin. I went lax even as I felt myself bruise beneath the grip of those teeth, the claim that they possessed. But my body clenched around him, the bite shoving me into my orgasm as he groaned into my skin and followed.

We lay there for a few moments as the monsters settled, and there was blood on Caldris’s mouth when he pulled back. His lips were twisted with the warning of a growl, waiting for me to fight the claim he’d just laid upon my monster and me.

His voice was more rumble than word when he spoke finally.

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