Page 36 of Fated to the Damned

“Nikolai…” She whimpers and my cock twitches, begging to bury into her. “I’m so empty.”

“Fuck.” I reach for my breeches, undoing them and stroking my cock to calm the ache building. “You want me to fix that, ómorfi? You want me to fill you up and stretch that pretty pussy until you are coming for me again?”

“Yes, please!” Her hands dig into my shoulders, pulling me closer, and I chuckle darkly as I settle between her thighs, squeezing my cock at the base as I line it up with her entrance.

“Say it. Say you want me to fuck you, Jessa.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

Slowly, I push into her, her screams of pleasure music to my ears as I fill her completely. Her tight walls clamp down around my shaft and I moan, unable to hold back any longer. I thrust hard and deep, filling her with a ferocity that both terrifies and arouses me.

Her nails dig into my chest as she arches her hips against mine, meeting each of my thrusts with a feral growl on her lips. “Faster,” she begs me. “Faster!”

With a growl, I palm her ass, squeezing her ass cheek as I flip her onto her stomach. Gripping her hips, I slam into her hard and fast, her cries of pleasure egging me on. I suck on her neck and shoulder, planting my mark all along her collar bone. This woman is mine, and the world will know it.

“Say it,” I growl. “Tell me you want my bite!”

“I... I want your bite.” She gasps against the sheets as again and again I ram into her. “I’m yours.”

“Yes,” I hiss in pleasure as I bite down into her shoulder.

Her blood pools into my mouth as she comes around my cock with a scream, her pussy milking me to completion. She reaches behind her, dragging her finger up my wing, and I bow forward as I drive into her harshly, losing myself in the feeling. The high from it is too much and I release inside her, growling as I fill her.

Slowly, I pull out, marveling at how perfect she looks with my cum between her lips and my bite marring her skin. My softening erection bobs, growing excited again by the sight.

But I know she must be tired so I reach for the cloth, rinsing it and cleaning her up. And maybe I shouldn’t, but I climb into bed beside her and tuck her into my side.

For right now, I have her where I want her — at my side.

But Akeldama only knows what tomorrow will bring.

20

JESSA

For a brief moment, as I open my eyes, I expect Nikolai not to be there any longer. My mind is already replaying the last time I let him take me that far, and though I know it may be foolish, I can’t be bothered to regret it.

I have never felt better than when I am with him. And after weeks of dying for a glance or a conversation, I took everything last night and savored it.

“Morning.”

I blink open my eyes to find his amber ones already staring down at me. Shock jolts my system, even as a swirl of happiness spreads through me.

He’s still here.

I was ready for him to be gone. I was ready to be ignored, to sweep this night under the rug. Before I even woke up, I was mentally preparing myself for how bad it was going to hurt even though it was worth it just to have another night with him.

Nikolai’s hand strokes down my back gently as I stare up at him in disbelief. “How are you feeling?”

I shift a little, and it’s then I realize I’m laying on his wing. He has his arm beneath my side, keeping most of the weight off of it, and the wing is curled slightly around me.

What is wrong with me that I find the slightest sign of him trying to protect me so heartwarming?

“I’m okay,” I rasp, my throat dry.

He immediately twists to the side and grabs a glass of water. I wonder when he went to get that, but I don’t question it as he helps me sit up. I down it all in one gulp, and when I hand him back the cup, his eyes are assessing me in a way I don’t understand.

I don’t know what to do now. I was so ready for him to run, I didn’t think about what would happen if he didn’t.