Page 33 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
My lips clamped shut, and Kylo tracked the movement with growing amusement.
“I’m glad to know you still can’t hide those big feelings and sinful secrets from me to save your life,” he taunted. He kissed my sensitive clit once before slapping my thigh. “Now, angel.”
I gasped. “Um.” My cheeks burned, and Kylo loved it. I looked up at the ceiling. “You impregnating me. Or something.”
Kylo’s dark gaze grew even darker, his smile melting. He flipped me over on my stomach. “Ass. In. The. Air.”
Stars danced in my eyes as I followed his instructions, heady from all the orgasms and venom.
I arched, and Kylo wasted no time driving into me. “Good little angel,” he whispered. “Mygood little angel.”
All of me ceded to Kylo’s dominance, just as I’d originally desired. I cried out at his increasingly rough claiming. But I also relaxed, taking him gratefully, slipping into a feeling of safety that couldn’t be put into words. Like I no longer had to thinkor worry or make any decisions at all—because despite Kylo’s breach of trust, I knew his devotion was the most real, unending, powerful force in Etherdale.
“You know I’d love nothing more than to mark this sweet body and even sweeter soul as mine for all of eternity. In all ways.” His fingers dug into the flesh of my hips. “It’s good I’m a vampire, or you’d already be pregnant. I wouldn’t be able to help it.”
I’m not sure I would’ve been able to either.
I arched deeper, ignoring the uncomfortable fullness and basking in the pleasure instead.
Yes, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to help it.
“I will always love you, Evie. I broke your trust. But I never stopped loving you. Never stopped protecting and caring for you. Do you understand that?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Because you deserve that kind of consistent, reliable love, as intense as mine may be. I know how much you deserve it.”
I shut my eyes tight before they could well with tears. It was just like Kylo to make me cry from his sweetness as he assaulted me with his monster cock.
In my paranoid state, I’d thought Kylo had used my parental wounds, my primordial heartbreak, to manipulate me.
I’d never been more grateful to have been wrong.
“I don’t forgive you,” I forced out, as Kylo pulled my back to his chest, still inside me.
He chuckled in my ear. “That’s okay, angel. So long as you still love me.”
It was unfair of him to start playing with my clit, whispering sinful, condescending teasing in my ear.
I was impossibly full of him, filled to the brim as I shuddered.
“My perfect little doll. Can’t help but come on her God’s cock, hm?”
I tried to fight it, but Kylo bit my shoulder. I immediately spasmed and clenched around him. I cried out as the most intense orgasm of the night tore through me.
Kylo shoved me back down as I remained pliable, boneless, thoughtless. He drove deeper and deeper until his cock twitched inside me. When warmth flooded through, it landed right at my cervix as he made one last feral noise. His hand was closed around the back of my neck, forcing me to take every last drop of him.
“Oh my god.”
I went rigid at the distant sound of a voice.
Kylo eased out of me, tugged my dress back down, and pulled his pants up in the next blink.
He pulled me to my feet and stood in front of me, a protective rage radiating from him as his shadows leaked.
At first, I heard footsteps down the basement stairs, but they stopped.
“Are you guysfuckingdown there?”
