Page 130 of Lost in the Dark

Violet

Oh, sweet Jesus.

This man…no, this creaturedrove his hand under my jeans, pushing the stretch denim as far as it’d go. God, he was big…so goddamn big.Those thick fingers pushed inside me before they slid out.

“Such a tiny little thing, aren’t you?” he whispered the words against my neck.

I closed my eyes and arched my spine when he found my clit.Just a knock to the head,a voice murmured in the back of my mind.Just a crazy sex-filled fantasy, nothing to freak out about.

Yes.

That’s all this was. I moaned as he danced around that sensitive nub, and my body grew hotter, wetter. I slid my hand down and gripped his wrist. “I can’t…”

“You can’t?” he murmured against my neck. “You seem to be doing just fine, mortal.”

Mortal.

Female.

God, I loved those words. I opened my eyes as he slid that thick finger inside me once more. “Jesus…” I whispered.

Air fluttered as his wings moved, cocooning around me. The movement cast strands of my hair against my face. Darkness descended, choking out the moonlight, until there was just us…just this…just him.“What are you?”

“A knock to the head, remember?” he growled, those big fingers pushing my jeans lower until they slid over my hips and slipped down. “And you are my falling fantasy.”

I tore my hold from his arm, catching at them. But I was too late. The creature grasped my pants as he sank lower. Still those monstrous wings blocked out the world. I closed my eyes as the soft, satin edge brushed my cheek.

“Just don’t come yet, female.” He ran that big hand down the back of my leg and snagged my boot free.

Don’t come?My boot was gone, and my jeans were next. He placed my foot back on the ground and reached for the other, sliding my clothes free until I was left in nothing but my shirt and bra.

I floated in the feel of those big hands as he leaned down and kissed the top of my mound, then slid two of those big fingers inside me. “Mother Night, you are perfect.”

I let out a groan and dropped my hand to the back of his head. If this was nothing more than delirium, then I was going to take it. I was going to take it because these fleeting moments was more than I’d had in six years.

Six wasted fucking years.

Tears hovered, tickling before they slid free.

Feeling far too real.

A flutter came at my side, before the tear was wiped away.

“I’m not here to hurt you, female,” he reassured, dipping his head lower. “Let me ease your pain. Let me…taste you.”He captured my knee and lifted, sliding it over his massive shoulder. “Give yourself to me.”

Oh my God…he speared his fingers inside and widened, allowing his tongue to slide in deep. “Your pulse is racing.”

“No shit,” I groaned as he drove those fingers in and out, fucking me. Heat tore through me like a charge.

“And your temperature is rising.”

“Oh, there.” I spread my legs further. “Again, monster.”

He smiled at the word and lifted his gaze. “Look at me while I lick you. I want to stare into your pretty eyes.”

He reached out with both hands, grasping mine. But it wasn’t to confine. He slid his thumb along the inside of my wrist, seeking out my pulse. His big, warm tongue ran around my clit in circles before he licked again.

I grazed my teeth across my lip. “This is the craziest fantasy I’ve ever had.” I drove my hips forward, giving over to that need to be wanted. “I don’t want to wake up.”

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