Page 30 of Rapunzel Unchained
My eyes lit up. “Am I?” I trailed my fingers down his chest, pushing my breasts up until they were pressed up against him. “Maybe I’m just becoming who I really am. Is that a bad thing?”
Zane’s hands cupped my face, his gaze searching mine. “Only if you’ve become a danger.”
I threw my head back and laughed. “Oh, Zane. I’ve always been a danger. Just not to you.” I leaned in to kiss him, but Zane turned his head from me.
“Do you hate humans, Eva?”
I licked my lips and pulled my lower lip between my teeth, hoping to tempt him back to what I was offering.
When he didn’t comply, I sighed, smoothing my hands over his hair. “My mother was human, and they killed her for it.”
“Eva. I don’t know what to say. And your father?”
I licked my lips again before leaning forward and nipping at his lower lip. “A mage.” My hand dragged down his front, playing at the top of his pants as we locked eyes.
He didn’t stop me but leaned his head to the side, staring at me. “You must hate us very much.”
I huffed a laugh before dipping my hand beneath his trousers, pulling his length out, hard and hot in my palm.
Zane sucked in a breath as I stroked him.
“Hardly,” I murmured as I pressed my lips to his in a chaste kiss.
Lifting myself up, I let him feel how bare and ready I was for him. Desire pulsated through me. The combination of having everything I wanted in my grasp and, in no small part, just being with Zane had me more than ready to take the next step.
To my surprise, Zane stopped me. “Are you sure we should be doing this, Eva? We should tell the others. They’d understand if we just explained this all to them.”
“I will,” I promised, tightening my fingers in his hair. “But first, I want this.” Capturing his lips with mine, I kissed Zane as if it were my last day on earth.
Our tongue tangled, all hesitancy in his movements quickly dissolving with each press of our lips. Zane helped me guide him to my entrance, our mouths breaking to breathe as I sank down onto him.
I sucked in a breath, acclimating to the size of him inside of me. His hands stroked up and down my sides, not rushing me until I was ready and I began moving.
Our eyes bored into each other as I moved on him, gasping and groaning with each movement. Zane’s expression held so much awe and adoration that it made my chest tighten just a bit at what I planned to do.
“You’re so beautiful.” Zane kissed me again, his eyes closed briefly as he gave himself over to the moment.
Sliding my hand down his chest to the sigil tattooed over his heart, I waited for the inevitable.
Each time Zane’s demon took over, it was because he’s dropped his guard. While I could have accomplished this without bedding him, the desire to touch him, to have his lips against mine, gave me every excuse I needed to choose this way.
Zane’s eyes tightened and his brows furrowed for a moment before the hands on me became a bruising touch. His lips on mine turned brutal and violent.
Pain slashed through my lower lip, blood filling my mouth at the cut on my lip.
There he was.
Red piercing eyes bore into mine as Zane’s demon took over. His hand gripped the back of my neck, jerking my head back. “Now, what have we here? Who knew that our little pious cleric had it in him?”
“He cares for me.” I traced the lines of the sigil on his chest, moving my hips just a little faster to draw a moan from the demon.
The demon chuckled, his nails scraping against my throat. “Oh, little sinner. I think we both know he more than cares about you. Our little cleric is in love.”
“And you?” I leaned forward and teased his lips with my own. “How do you feel about all this?”
Suddenly, Zane pushed me back until I laid flat on my back. From there, he thrusted into me with a renewed force. “I think our little cleric needs to get laid more often if it lets me come out and play.”
“Good,” I moaned, taking everything he gave to me in earnest. Where Zane was all softness and love, the demon took me with a force that teased the line of pain.
