Page 52 of Haunted Nightmares
“How about I see for myself, yeah?” Wraith drags a finger along my dripping slit, circling my clit briefly before quickly pushing inside me. I involuntarily moan in my throat as his eyes close, my mate taking a deep breath as he goes as deep as he can. “You cheeky little thing, letting me pop your cherry twice now. What an honor.”
God, he’s being a dick.
He’s not wrong, there isn’t anyone else in the world I want to be with, who Icanbe with but I definitely didn’t figure him being such an asshole about it.
“And since you’re so adamant on how much you still want me…” Wraith’s shadows skim up my legs and down my arms, caressing my skin before moving to my breasts. They cup and squeeze them, massaging them in time with his finger as it pumps in and out of me slowly before the inky black wisps lay across my nipples and with a freezing cold embrace, pinch and tug them into tight peeks. “Why wait?”
I’m suddenly thrown back onto the table with a thud, not as hard as before but enough to have a little pain replace the pleasure he was providing. My arms are pulled above my head, one of the smoky tendrils binding my wrists together as a few more tug at my ankles.
Wraith walks to the end of the table, looking down at me with so much emotion; confusion and disbelief, anger and hurt, lust and desire. But there’s love there too, that all consuming, unwavering brutal love he had for me is the most prominent thing I see staring down at me.
I’m just not sure it’s enough right now. Not for me but for him because Wraith already has so much guilt and I don’t want what he’s about to do to add to it.
Which is quickly becoming theonlyreason I don’t want this to happen this way.
“I don’t suppose that’s the real question, though, is it?” My mate grabs my hips and jerks me down to the end of the table, my body completely at his mercy and unable to move as he positions my ass right at the edge. He crouches between my thighs, briefly disappearing from my sight before I feel his breath on my needy core. “The real question is, how much are you willing to give me,”—he licks me from bottom to top in one slow drag—“without uttering one single word,”—then topto bottom before his lips brush my thigh—“and operating on desire and want alone? Because if you desire me, love, it means everything that comes with who I am now.”
Wraith’s fangs sink into my leg so hard and so fast I didn’t see it coming, just like I didn’t expect the rush of euphoria and pain to come with it. My back tries to arch but it can’t against his power and when my legs begin to shake, my mate adds a few more shadows to my ankles, spreading me wide and binding me to the table legs.
God, this feels good.
Better than I remember if I’m being honest because taking care of Wraith in any way was always the biggest turn on for me but I’m still torn.
He needs this, I know he does and I was going to get him to start feeding from me again as soon as I could but I didn’t offer, and he didn’t ask. Mates or not the fact that he’s feeding from me because he’s angry and trying to prove some stupid point has me irritated. Regardless of the way my pussy just gushed a river over the edge of the table.
Wraith bites down harder for a few seconds before he releases my thigh, standing once again between my legs to face me. “My god,” he says as his chest heaves, his breaths ragged and harsh as his skin immediately takes on a healthier glow. “You taste the same yet different somehow.”
I scowl as I jerk against my restraints, wishing like hell I could tell him off for that. It doesn’t matter that I liked it, he’s getting a piece of my mind as soon as he lets me speak.
“Let’s see if I can say the same about how youfeel, shall we?”
Trying in vain, I struggle to close my legs, wishing we could talk some before we mate, that I could tell Wraith what I need to, and convince him how much I love him and that he deserves me because of it. But I can’t.
He’s still so angry, still so confused, and now that he’s had a taste of my blood my fated one is operating on an even more primal level than before so words would be useless anyway.
Proven by the way he quickly opens his fly, drops his slacks and slams inside of me with very little warning.
Stars dance across my vision and my ears begin to ring as his thick length invades my core, Wraith’s cock bigger than I remember as it breaks through that proverbial barrier for a second time and sends a stinging pain through my lower half.
A sting I have no time to recover from as he pulls almost all the way out and slams back in again.
“Fucking hell,” Wraith grunts as he grabs my hips, his fingers digging in as he begins thrusting at a brutal pace. “Christ.”
I gasp as I feel his claws pierce my flesh, the pain stifling my breath for a moment before that familiar pleasure starts to creep in. I don’t want to enjoy this, I don't want to love it the way that I do because I didn’t ask for it to happen right now, but I can’t deny it either.
Wraithismy mate, he’s the love of my life, my fated one and my future, and no matter how or when this happens I will always want it. I will always wanthim.
My belly grows warm as he continues thrusting, pounding into me in the most unrelenting way, my wicked king’s cock stroking my g-spot each time he does.
Another moan rumbles in my throat as Wraith’s pubic bone grinds on my clit, the sensation tightening a coil deep inside of me, my orgasm on the cusp of snapping it as quickly as it came. My eyes flutter closed as I give in to the bliss, as I give in tohim, accepting this for what it is—exactly what was going to happen—and the repercussions that will come from it.
And with acceptance comes release.
“Look at me,” Wraith growls as my right leg is freed before it’s tossed over his shoulder. “I can feel your impending climax,can feel the way your cunt constricts around my cock as it draws near.”
Forcing my eyes open, my gaze lifts to his and locks in just as my mate repositions slightly, angling my right hip up as he leans forward, my toes curling each time he bottoms out. And when I think this is it, when I’m sure I’ll explode from the first orgasm I’ve had in months, one delivered by my mate who I never thought I’d see again, he stops just shy of that release.
“I will not mate you this night, my gentle breeze.” He grins like a bastard at my widening eyes. “No, I think not.Thatis a decision I will allow you to make, though I’m sure everything about our encounter may weigh heavily upon it, therefore leaving me a broken male once again.” Wraith thrusts as he pulls my ass toward him hard, the depth of his erection dragging a groan out of me while my entire body clenches. “So youwilllook at me, love, because if this is the last time I’m to feel your pussy gush around my cock, to feel you shatter as I fuck your soul from your body, I want those all seeing citrine eyes on me until the last aftershock wracks you and you grow limp from exhaustion.”
