I watched as my deep husky purr made her body shiver, her heart beat wildly in her chest, her breath increase, a slow blush straining her pale skin. But instead of melting at my feet, she grinned.
"Awe, is my big bad kitten pouting?"
I took one step forward, she took one step back. My claws flexed at my sides. Desire and frustration thundering through me, I breathed deep, changing tactics. "Come to me, little umbra. If you ache, then allow me to soothe you."
Her thighs clenched together and the sweet smell of her sex clouded all my senses. "What I ache for Emon…is your body, I want it and I wish to see it, take off your shirt my shifter king."
My mouth watered, my soulmate was like falling into a pool of ambrosia when she stood before me like this, clouding my senses, my reason, my judgment. Snarling, I reached for my shirt, my claws hooking into the fabric, tearing it slightly with my desperation, peeking up at her through my lashes, I saw the flash of triumph glittering in her emerald green eyes.
My brows rose and I dropped my hands, exhaling shakily even when my body screamed at me to comply. "No."
Her eyes narrowed and her hands fell on the flare of her naked hips. "No?"
I grinned, growling through my teeth. "No."
"Take it off," she snapped, stepping forward. This time it was me stepping gracefully back.
I was a patient predator and I never did mind playing bait, especially if it meant my reward was her.
Shadows gathered around the room and my dick throbbed at this savage sight of her—fury and longing, wrath and yearning, it warred within her and it was fucking gorgeous.
"Emon…" she warned, raising the shadows. "Take. It. Off."
"Make. Me." I echoed her tone back.
Remnant snarled, her teeth bared, and my body burned to possess her this way, every instinct made me want to lunge for her, and I trembled with every second that I held back. "Just remember that I did give you a chance."
My smile brightened just before her shadows lunged for me. Despite my looming sleep, I still had one last reserve to play, one more memory to take with me. Tapping into my shifter speed, I blurred around the room, then back towards her, the loud smack of my hand on her bare ass echoed off the ship's hull, followed by the delicious sound of her loud gasp.
"Too slow, shadow fae," I purred into her ear, before blurring again. It was the last of my strength but it was worth it when her shadows surrounded me and I crouched low in the darkenedcorner of the room even as I felt my heartbeat slow once again, the slightest disturbance to my vision.
Fuck that. There was only one force that would ever bring me to my knees and I'd fight death itself to keep it that way. The sleep could wait a moment longer.
"Am I?" she snickered from the other side of the room as I watched the way her breasts and ass swayed with each seductive stride from my hiding place. "There is nowhere you can hide shifter…I am the darkness that resides in you, there is no place you can go where I won't be able to follow.
"There you go saying the shit I should be saying to you, my sexy little umbra. I have to admit, if you seek me every time in this way, I can guarantee you will always find me."
A sharp slap on my ass sent me sprawling from the darkness. Bellowing with laughter, I rolled over, surrendering to the shadow mischief in which she played—too weak to fight them and too turned on to care, I allowed myself to be dragged across the ship’s floor until I was presented at her feet, staring up at her naked sex and the satisfaction in her emerald eyes.
"Fuck," I swallowed hard, my dick straining against my pants so much now that it was painful.
With a slight twitch of her fingertips, my arms were shoved above my head, the pink shirt riding up and exposing half my torso from the aggressive hold of her darkness.
"Fuck," I groaned again.
"It seems it is you who has been reduced to monosyllabic words this time shifter, and I am not even done with you yet." Remnant laughed above me before stepping over my body and lowering to straddle my hips, exposing her glorious naked sex for my eyes to hungrily devour. I grunted when the shadows yanked my arms up higher and my hips raised achingly upwards needing her touch in any way I could get it.
Shadows slammed my body forcibly back down again and a dark chuckle rumbled from me. "Savage," I whispered in worship.
She smiled lethally back, half kneeling over me, so that I could just barely feel her damp heat without her exquisite touch.
"You have refused to undress," she began, running her hand down her upper thigh, her hair tumbling in a dark mess over her pale naked skin and tickling the not so pink fabric of my shirt before she skimmed the laces of her boot to draw a sharp knife hidden within it. "And…I gave you my word not to use my powers to undress you." The knife flashed in the dim light when she twirled it along her knuckles. "You leave me no choice."
I was panting…drooling and aching like a slobbering mutt and when she teased the knife along the exposed skin of my abdomen where my shirt had been riding up from her forceful play, a guttural groan escaped me.
"Fucking goddess. Yes. Do it," I hissed. I was past caring anymore, my sheer need riding hard as the soulless sleep beckoned me. My eyes were hooded with exhaustion and desire—I could not tell the difference anymore. All I knew was that I surrendered to my beautiful dark haired goddess that owned my very soul.
Peering down at me with love and worry in her gorgeous eyes, she held my gaze as she forcibly gripped the collar of the unicorn shirt and started to slice through the fabric. My panting breath increased with each slow buttery slide of her blade.
