Page 234 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
I told our story, let its beauty and grief and devastation flood from my lips and stun my audience to silence.
And when Rune sighed, a half-smile on his ruthless face and an irritated look in his eyes, I felt Evie’s soft blonde hair beneath my fingers. Steady, certain.
I awaited my judgment, heart unburdened. I’d said everything I needed to say.
Rune leaned back in his chair. “You’re making my life difficult and complicated when it hadjustbecome simple again.”
Uriah beamed. Mason narrowed her eyes at Uriah’s smile and shook her head.
“Thank you for telling us your story, Kylo. You have no idea how much it resonates with our own.” Rune straightened. “Ineed time to process. But I’m open to further discussions.” He uncrossed his arms, his eyes softening. “We will help you.”
EPILOGUE
EVIE
Sometime in the future…
“Evie, my innocent little flower petal and spiteful angel of death and destruction…”
I giggled, wrists snuggly bound with pink rope, thighs spread, glowing with post-orgasm bliss.
“Will you marry me?”
I stopped laughing. “Kylo!”
He halted his trail of kisses down my nude form. He’d adorned me with flowers, tied me up and flooded me with pleasure as I lay helpless in my garden.
“This still isn’t the proper way to ask!”
He lifted a brow. “What is improper about it, angel?”
It had become a running joke, ever since I told him I wasn’t ready yet—that he needed to ask meproperlynext time. He began to propose to me in the most absurd, inappropriate ways, if only to watch me blush and laugh and chastise him.
And I agreed to marry him anyway, each time he asked. I wondered if we would never actually marry, if only to keep the bit going forever.
His laugh was infectious, his silly little dimple flooding my stomach with butterflies like it had the first time he’d smiled at me.
“Well?”
He drew the peak of my breast into his mouth, feeding me his thumb. I sucked, relaxing into the earth.
“Duh,” I said around his appendage.
Kylo released my nipple and shook his head. “Horrible response.”
“I’ll do better next time.”
He captured my lips, and our shadows reached for each other—whispering, teasing, becoming one.
“The first time I saw you, I thought you were an angel.”
I smiled. “The first time I sawyou,I thought you were the devil.”
“We’re so fucking perfect for each other. It’s so sexy.”
I nodded. “So sexy.”
“I found us a cabin in the woods for winter, so you can see all the snow your little heart desires.”
