By the time he made it to her bedroom, she was squirming. He laid her on the mattress and crawled over her, his looming size and powerful wings blocking out the rest of the world. The light from her skin cast a glow on his features, making him appear even more unearthly. He planted the talons at his wingtips into the mattress above her and his palms on either side of her head.
Their eyes met. Her arms were stretched overhead, her legs splayed open, and she had no desire to hide from him. In fact, laying there like that, watching his hungry gaze rove over her, made her melt with desire.
His lips peeled back from his teeth, and he growled, “You’re mine.”
She arched her back and begged him with her eyes to prove it.
15
Mine
The heady scent of his female’s arousal swamped Mist’s senses, making him nearly mindless with desire. A dark possessiveness unlike anything he’d felt before filled him, and, had anyone tried to take her in that moment, he knew he’d be capable of a level of violence that transcended anything he’d done in the past.
He gripped Lily’s soft flesh and lowered himself until he hovered only inches above her.Want to taste her. Want to bite her.He wanted to consume every inch of her. He wanted… What he wanted was too dark and intense to put into words, but he knew he needed it.
Without breaking eye contact, he crawled slowly down her body. Then, sitting up, he slid his hands up her hips to her waist, pushing her short nightgown up with them.
She watched him carefully, and though she tensed as he revealed her, she didn’t flinch or give any indication she didn’t want him to continue.
She wore a tiny scrap of lace for underwear, and the curve of her belly hung slightly over it. He wanted to see the fold of flesh without any fabric in the way, so he hooked his claws on the sides of the fabric and ripped up, effectively tearing it in two pieces.
Lily gasped as he tossed away the shredded fabric. “Mist! Those were my favorite—”
She broke off as he grasped her behind her knees and pushed them up as far as they would go towards her breasts while simultaneously spreading them, baring her to his gaze.
He sat back to survey his prize, nearly mad with need at the sight before him. Her pink flesh glistened with arousal, the delicate folds just begging to be tasted and explored. By him. Only ever by him.
“Mine,” he told her.
She nodded with a swallow. Her skin still glowed faintly, but it was beginning to subside. She no longer cast light into the room, and he could now see the red flush in her cheeks that had been hidden before.
She squirmed in his grip. “Mist…”
“Mine.”
“I know, but…” She wiggled again, squeezing her eyes shut and turning her head away.
He released her legs, tilting his head. “What’s wrong?”
Her eyes opened as she pressed her bent knees together. “Nothing.”
His narrowed, a warning for her not to lie.
She blew out a breath. “Nothing, I swear. I’m just not used to… this.”
“Good.” If she was, that meant he would have to hunt down many humans to kill. No one touched what was his.
She smiled faintly. “I don’t want you to stop, I swear. I’m just a little self-conscious, and I’m not used to letting someone look at my body. And since I’m glowing still, I can’t exactly ask you to turn out the light, which is what I’d normally do.”
His eyes widened slightly.A light.What a good idea. He wound his tail around the lamp on the bedside table and flicked the switch with the tip. Soft, orange light flooded the bedroom.
Lily’s eyes widened. “No, I meant I wanted it to be darker, not brighter.”
“I want to see everything.”
She sat up, her arms wrapping around her body, her eyes full of doubt. “I don’t.”
Understanding dawned, and the disappointment was sharp. “I will take human form if you don’t want to look at me.”
