Page 136 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
Kylo kissed my forehead. “Bloodier than the floral arrangements and teas, but just as beautiful.”
His lips brushed against my smile, and I stepped back into the magick of the revolution.
You’re going to find what you need. Watch carefully where authority flows…
The voice slammed into me from nowhere and left just as quickly. In a brief glimpse, I saw the inside of the Nighswander Estate. A door with a bright white light emanating from the cracks around its frame.
After the last round,I finally understood what everyone had been talking about. The moment the spell circle collapsed, so too did I, and with it, all of my strength.
As we walked back through the underground, turned spilled out of rooms to cheer. And for the first time, I didn’t cower from the spotlight. I caught sight of Clarke and Vesper in the crowd.Clarke nodded deeply, and Vesper smiled. I basked in warm pride.
I wouldn’t have been able to use a drop of magick if I tried. Not even a candle spell. It was like I’d given birth psychically.
Approximately one-hundred-and-nine times.
My emotions crashed as well, the nagging sense of guilt encroaching on my celebratory spirit. But each time the feeling clenched my heart, I saw the vision of the door again. The promise that I was on the right path. I would tell Kylo the moment we’d succeeded in digging up dirt on the born and killing Juliette.
Kylo sighed, stroking my cheek as I lay curled in his lap in the living room.
“I’m so evil,” he said with a shake of his head.
I quirked a brow. “True, but why do you say so?”
His cock hardened beneath me, and my eyes widened in surprise.
“Don’t get me wrong, seeing you in your element was immensely satisfying,” he said. “But something about you being this weak, vulnerable, and needy…” He groaned. “It’s so fucking sexy.”
I faked a glare, knowing full well his words were traveling right down to the apex of my thighs. “That’s fucked-up, Kylo.”
He pouted. “I know.” His hand dipped, kneading one of my breasts as I sharply inhaled. “And yet, it is true.”
It was true for me too. The idea that I could no longer fight Kylo off, that I was entirely at his mercy…
He continued groping me, releasing another low groan. He could scent my arousal, hear every beat of my heart. We were more connected, inextricably intertwined, than ever before.
“Do you know how many times I’ve wanted to use you while you were sleeping?” he whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear.
I shuddered, shifting to straddle him. His dark eyes roamed me just as his hands did.
“To slip inside your warm, perfect little pussy or mouth, taking advantage of my beautiful mortal doll while she lay vulnerable.”
Fuck. Why was that so hot? I let out a small moan, grinding against his lap. I welcomed the filthy darkness. I bathed in all that I once denied.
My fingers traced Kylo’s deadly, sharp jaw. “Do it. You have my permission,” I whispered.
His eyes rolled back. He cursed, gripping me tightly as his muscles flexed. “This is why we’re soulmates.”
A surprised laugh burst from me. “Really, Kylo? That, specifically, is why we are soulmates?”
His grin was arrogant, devastating in a way that reached the very core of me. My grinding against the swell of his cock became needier.
“Shhh, no more thoughts for you. Only,yes, Kylo.Oryou’re right, Kylo, just as you are correct about all other things.”
He stole my laugh with a bruising kiss. He sucked on my lower lip, fangs teasing my plump flesh. Sensations were electric and melty under the heavy blanket of my exhaustion.
His hands slipped under the oversized shirt, trailing up and down my body in soothing, gentle strokes.
He pulled back an inch. “I don’t think you will ever understand how lucky I feel,” he said with a sudden earnestness. “There was a moment I wasn’t sure you’d let me do life with you, not like this. I’d lost everything. Yet I knew I would be content to see you be free and loved like you’d always deserved, even if it wasn’t by me.”
