Page 137 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
His blue depths held me in captivation, and I struggled to breathe.
“I don’t believe that,” I said. “You knew I could never be free of you, no matter how hard I tried.”
“You underestimate the self-hatred I harbored for breaking your trust, angel,” he whispered. “All I’ve ever wanted was to prove to you that you were safe with me. That you would never be harmed or used or betrayed by a caregiver again.”
Guilt reached for me, and it felt like a monumental step back to squash it down the way I used to deny my true self and all of that buried shame.
“I love you so much. Thank you for caring for me.”
“You don’t have to thank me, sweet girl.”
I couldn’t regress. I wanted to continue healing, being better than I once was. He deserved to know the truth.
I opened my mouth to tell Kylo what had happened, to beg him not to stop me from completing my mission. But he spoke first.
“It is equally toxic that I enjoy being the only vampire to ever taste this sweet pussy and,” he leaned in close, lips skating across my jugular, “your addictive blood.”
The truth once again dried up on my tongue.
It wasn’t fair. Aster had violatedme.It hadn’t even been an actual feeding. I refused to let it ruin me, to cast a dark stain on my body and my relationship. I refused to suffer for the sins of another all over again.
I melted back into the safety of Kylo’s obsessive certainty. Guilt slipped away as Kylo undid his pants and freed his cock.
“Be a good girl and sit in my lap, angel,” Kylo said, the perfect mix of cool authority and doting gentleness.
I slipped him inside me, groaning in satisfied pleasure. I was depleted, and Kylo filled me up completely until there was nothing left but him.
“Needy and pathetically wet as always,” he said sadistically, pinching a nipple until I squealed in pain. He moved me up anddown as he thrust to meet me. “Good little witch. This is your purpose now, understood?”
I nodded. “Yes, Kylo.”
He plunged his fingers inside my mouth. I sucked, relaxing deeper and deeper under his spell.
“Good girl. No magick this time. Just us,” he said.
I traced his chest, and he rubbed my clit with his slick fingers.
“As much as I enjoyed being melded together during the ritual and seeing inside that twisted, beautiful little mind of yours.”
I gasped. “What?”
He grinned. “Does that scare you, baby?”
“Yes.” Now more than ever.
“Good. It’s fucking sexy when you’re scared of me, too. I want to be deep inside you in all ways, but your mind most of all.”
He thrust hard, and I cried out.
“Shhh, you can take me. We’ve been practicing, remember?”
My body acted like it didnotremember at all, actually. Yet, tiredness made it easier to let go, to relax enough to accommodate Kylo’s monstrous appendage.
“That’s a perfect, docile angel,” he whispered. “Feel free to fall asleep at any time.”
His grin was wicked, and I wondered if I really was drained enough to fall asleep with him inside me. It seemed unlikely.
He lifted me into his arms, carrying me to bed. On my side with my back to Kylo’s chest, I relaxed into his hold.
