Page 89 of The Dark Rising
The truth is in the way he’s trying to control his rage, the way he’s warning me away.
To protect me.
I feel lightheaded at the thought. My enemy, protecting me when he has already hurt me once, feels like a pivotal moment. Seeing his restraint, his will to not let any of his violence touch me, it’s a powerful feeling.
“Darius,” I say calmly. He doesn’t react, just growls deeper as the ground shakes more violently. He doesn’t speak back, doesn’t make a move to stop his power. Another crack sounds above us. Taking a deep breath when his magic squeezes my legs, I try again. “Vihnarn,” I whisper, slowly bringing my hands up until they rest on the sides of his neck. The word falls more easily from my lips than I thought it would. Saying it aloud again since Wolvorn Castle, I thought it would be like poison dripping from my tongue, yet the word feels right. True.
Darius’s pupils dilate, his breaths coming out in fast pants as his nostrils flare. I’m not sure if that is because of my touch or my voice, or even the word, but it’s a reaction. “Calm down, vallier?”Please,I urge him, keeping my eyes on him at all times.
The two thicker mist’s at his back come to his sides and wrap around me suddenly, pulling me closer, our bodies now fully connecting. They hold me there, their hold firm but not hurting. My hands dive to the back of his neck, and I scratch my short nails slightly in his hair, feeling a tremble go through him, his power not whipping out around the room as violently. I realize I hold the power over him at this moment, and that causes heat to pool in my stomach. Knowing I’m the reason he’s controlling himself, and I’m the reason that he seems to be calming down.
The Alpha of the Elites, the Heir of Cazier at my fingertips sends a shiver running down my spine.
He growls again, but this one is not as threatening, more approval, and my stomach flutters at the sound. I call more of my power to reach out to him, so he can feel that I’m here. Those two, thick tendrils of his squeeze around my waist, and the connection thrums between us, heady and strong. Undeniable.
I bring my face closer to his, and his power lifts me up until our noses brush one another, and I never break eye contact with him as another violent shudder racks the room. Something smashes on the floor, papers scatter about and appliances move on surfaces. I ignore it all though, and just keep looking at him.
“Vallier, Vihnarn. Dalie eon, uri ne?”Please, Vihnarn. Calm down, for me?I ask in a breathy whisper. I see the struggle, see his magic sporadically moving to calm slighting to a burst of violence. I implore him with my eyes, and yet he still doesn’t say a word, it’s like he can’t.
I lower my hands, and Darius’s eyes follow them, a stillness overcoming his whole body. I move them down to touch his power over my waist, thinking if I can get him to release me, I can try and guide him to the door, out of the basement where he could maybe unleash all this power outside, where it will be safe.
But as I touch his power, trying to peel it from my body, his eyes sharpen, a rumbling sound coming from his chest, and then, he’s on me.
With a hand at my throat, he moves me back until I’m slammed into the wall. His eyes pin me in place, a warning not to move, not to try and escape his hold as his ragged breaths hit my face. I blink up at him, feeling his dominance wash over me, heat pooling in my stomach. Then his mouth crashes against mine. I let out a surprised sound as he groans deep into my mouth. My head spins as he suddenly lets go of my throat and begins tearing at my shorts, his power holding me by my waist as he quickly pulls them down my legs and off to the side. I gasp into his mouth when he lifts me with one hand, my legs automatically wrapping around him as his other hand goes straight to my uncovered pussy. He wastes no time shoving two fingers into me roughly, the wet sounds letting him know I’m not against what he’s doing.
I moan, leaning back against the wall as I grip his shoulders tightly. He growls as his fingers move in and out of me, a possessive look in his eye that I haven’t seen as strong as this before. The determination, the wildness.
“Fuck, Darius.” He’s relentless, touching a spot inside of me that lights me up just like before. His power sinks into my skin where it’s touching me, and it just seems to heighten the pleasure he’s suddenly giving me. Like he had to do this, like he couldn’t help himself even if he tried. “Gods,” I moan, my legs beginning to shake around him. I don’t care where we are at this moment, all I can feel, all I can smell, is him. And I want more.
He says nothing, just going for my neck with bites and growls. It’s like he can’t talk, like he can’t think about anything else other than what he’s doing to me. I move my hips, wanting him deeper, but he bites down in warning, his power tightening on my waist to keep me still, to not move. Making sure his prey cannot escape.
He pulls his fingers out of me suddenly, and I whimper at being empty, wanting, no,needinghim to put them back. The ground still shakes, and something else crashes to the floor. I pay it no mind as I claw at his neck, at the madness that is happening.
But I can’t seem to care when his hand goes to his pants and he pulls himself out. My heart stops for a moment at seeing his hard cock, pre-cum dripping from the tip. I swallow roughly even as a whine comes from me. It’s needy, a desire that rushes to the surface and a feeling like I’ll crumble like the stone walls if I don’t have it. He strokes himself with a roughness that has my legs tensing, it’s almost angry. Darius pulls his head out from my neck, and I glance up at him, my chest rising and falling rapidly like his. There is no going back from this moment. I said I wouldn’t let him inside of me again, and here I am, arousal dripping from me at the thought of him taking me in this anger, in this possessiveness that has suddenly overcome him.
There is no heat to excuse this, no other way that I can see to make this anything other than what it will be.
Allowing him to claim me in this moment.
Some clarity forms in my mind. We shouldn’t do this, we shouldn’t go over this wall.
His tip nudges against me, and I can’t help the moan I release, the heat of his cock so startling as I wiggle to have a little inside of me, my body knowing what it wants. His power comes to my wrists, and then they are pinned to the wall on either side of my head. My chest heaves as Darius watches my reaction as he presses his hips forward a little, so focused on me and me only. He’s looking at me like I’m the only thing in the lands, like I’m a prize he wants, a treasure to keep. He’s looking at me like a Vihnarn.
I swallow roughly as my stomach drops, but a breathy moan releases from me when he nudges me again. My eyes flutter at the sensation, and then he snarls, thrusting inside of me in one go and my head tips back on a whimper, banging against the stone as a hand comes back to my throat.
My power recedes, and he groans as he pounds into me, his pace brutal, almost too much as he doesn’t let up. His hand squeezes me, his power holding firm on my wrists, and I’m completely at his mercy, just how he likes me to be. I squeeze my legs around him, my boots digging into his ass. Sweat beads my back as another crash sounds in the room, but all I see is him. I want him closer, need him closer, overcome with this desire to be as close as possible.
“Darius,” I whimper, feeling that impending pleasure rising within. Only he can make me feel like this, only he can give me euphoria like this. It feels more heightened this time, stronger than ever before and I’m not sure what that means. “Oh Gods. I…can’t.” It’s too much, it feels too much. I try to wiggle, to move my hips back but he snarls, thrusting into me harder than ever before, cutting off my air by my throat as his eyes bore into mine. Take it, is what he’s telling me without words. He groans as my pussy squeezes him, his other hand gripping my ass to pull me toward him in time with his thrusts.
I gasp, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he changes the angle and then I’m soaring. My legs tighten around him as my body shakes, my hands forming into fists as my pussy spasms. My orgasm feels like it doesn’t stop, just continues as Darius continues to pound into me. Bits of stone crumble from the walls to the floor, his dominance suffocating the room as he fucks me through my release. When my moans turn to whimpers, he lets air back into my lungs, and I slump against the wall, my body tingling. Darius comes to my neck, growling and snarling until he bites down on my shoulder and thrusts one last time. The pain has my back arching as he moves jerkily inside of me, feeling the heat of his cum filling me. I tremble, my pussy pulsing on his cock as he rumbles an approving sound against my neck. His thumb rubs over my wildly beating pulse against my neck as he nips at the bite mark he made. He lazily moves in and out of me, his hand kneading my ass cheek as he gets as close to me as possible.
I blink, slowly coming down from my orgasm as the trembling in my body decreases. Darius pulls back and looks over my face, possession radiating off of him, satisfied with what he did. Grunting, he leans forward and licks my jaw, nipping it before bringing his forehead to mine. My chest rises and falls in fast bursts, and I wiggle against the wall, my pussy sore. Darius groans, pulling his hips back a little before pushing his cock back into me. I whimper, and he rubs his nose against mine, all the while, still saying nothing.
He doesn’t need to though.
His power filling the room dwindles, and Darius takes in a deep breath, his magic around my wrist gentling as he guides my hands to his shoulders. I squeeze, feeling the need to hold on to something for a moment while I gather myself. His power around my waist holds me steady as he looks down and pulls his cock out of me. He does it slowly, watching it all happen and I look down too. My cum shines on his softening cock, and he brings a hand down, running a finger through it before he moves to my pussy. He touches my entrance gently, circling it as his cum leaks from me. My cheeks heat, and I try to move back, but his power squeezes me in warning. I still, panting at his ministrations and his undivided attention on my pussy. He pushes a finger inside of me, and I moan at the slight pain, but also pleasure. Darius moves that finger in a circle, before pulling it out and bringing it up to my lips. Never breaking eye contact, he pushes against my lips and I open for him, allowing him to stroke his finger over my tongue until he’s satisfied I have both of our cum in my mouth. He brings his other hand up to hold my jaw, and then replaces his finger with his mouth. His tongue goes straight for mine so we are tasting each other at the same time, making sure we both get every taste we can. My head feels dizzy as he continues to kiss me, licking inside of my mouth and nipping at my lips. Once he’s had enough, he breaks the kiss and without looking away, he moves his hand back to my pussy and makes sure any of his cum that escaped me is pushed back inside. A breath releases from me as I let him, waiting him out.
When he’s done, he swirls a finger around my clit one last time before lowering me to the ground. His hands on my waist steadies me as his power moves back into him, his dominance receding. We stay still, breathing in each other as we come down from what just happened.
