Page 62 of The Fate of Black Hearts

“Are you trying to talk yourself out of this?”

He leaned in and nibbled up her neck, but never bit hard enough to draw blood. “You want to be fucked?” He dropped his chin. “Damn it to hell, Evie.”

“If you don’t do it, Dom, I swear I’ll find someone else that will.” She gulped to catch her breath. It was a lie. She’d never let anyone but him touch her like this. She hated pleading. “I need this.”

“I don’t know if I can be gentle. You need?—”

“I don’t want gentle. I want you as you are.” Sheraised his chin with her fingers to kiss him until he let her tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. She nibbled on his lower lip harder than she should. “I don’t want anyone else.”

“Neither do I. You have made me who I am now.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“It feels right.” The words sounded dragged out of him as if she’d tortured him for days. He kissed his way to her shoulder and bit down again. With a finger, he swiped across her wet folds. “There won’t be anyone else. You’re mine.” He thrust into her, nailing her to the wall and filling her deep.

A moan, long and hard, slipped past her lips at the feeling of being stretched to capacity. He was big and long…and so much. This was how it should be with him. Hard and raw.

“Just remember you doomed us.” He snarled out the words, his face so intense she shivered.

He pounded into her, each stroke harder and deeper. The pace lit something inside her that stoked higher and hotter with each thrust. She was desperate. Wanton. Feral.

“Transform for me. Let me see you in your wild form.”

She clawed at his back with her sharper nails. He pounded harder, giving her what she wanted. Heat pooled in her lower stomach.

He crashed his lips onto hers in a kiss that at first made it clear he commanded her body but gentled to convey how much he adored her. Her body swelled and shivered around him.

“Fight it,miri thagarni.Fight it to the end.”Helowered his head to suck her nipple through her shirt, gently biting the tip.

She gasped.

“Now. You will come now,” he growled.

“You’ll be the one who comes when I want you to.” She clenched tight around him.

He laughed out loud. “Command me.”

“Make me come, Dom.”

With a fiendish grin that made her giggle, he gripped her ass to rotate her pelvis toward him and pressed two fingers into her clit. A bolt of sensation shot to her middle. He took her shirt-clad breast into his mouth again and gently rolled the tip with his tongue. He bit down, harder this time, then released to focus on the depth of his thrusts.

Trembling started in her toes, working their way up her body. “You can come now, Dom. Oh…”

Everything clamped tight and exploded inside her. With a howl, he pounded into her until he fell apart.

Light blasted around them. Incredulous, she double-blinked to right her dizzy mind. It was real light, not some figment of her imagination. It bathed them in a healing warmth that tingled down her arms and legs.

“Dom.” Not a request. Not a statement or a plea. Rather, a realization. “I didn’t know.” She sifted through his hair and brought him in for a greedy kiss. “I didn’t know it could be like this.”

“Neither did I.” He scooped her up into his arms to carry her upstairs to the bedroom where he laid her down. Casually, he cleaned her between her legs and then sat beside her like they hadn’t done what justhappened. Like they hadn’t broken every rule he’d laid down and doomed themselves to whatever ridiculous prophecy he believed in.

Chapter Nineteen

1981

Nothing could have prepared him for that.

Evie sat up to drop kisses onto his mouth, nose, and chin. “Shh…don’t freak out yet. I may never get another chance to look at you. To touch you. Can you give me just a few more minutes before you shut me out?”