She pushes back, wanting more, her black eyes locked on my every move, ready to take whatever I offer. My crazy little mate loves my madness, so I paint it across her skin, I fuck it into her and let it claim her as surely as I do.
I force it into her ass, adding two more fingers. She whimpers in pain and pleasure, arching back as I run my other hand down her throat. I tug down her dress until I can see her breasts, the tight rosebud nipples so bright and perfect against her pale skin.
Fuck, she’s stunning.
I grab her throat again harshly as I narrow my eyes on her in the mirror, still fucking her ass with my fingers. “Say it, say who you belong to.”
“No.” She laughs breathlessly.
I twist my fingers and she moans, so I do it again and again, making sure it hurts her, but I feel her cream dripping down her thighs and my hand anyway—my mate likes the pain. My cock jerks from that, and I’m two seconds away from pushing her down and fucking her ass until she screams that she’s mine...in fact…
Shoving her head down, I grip her ass with my hand and slap it a few times to see it pinken with my marks. She gasps my name, asking for more, but I pull my fingers free, and with my cock still wet from her pussy, slam into her ass, forcing past her muscles.
She screams, writhing against me, but I keep her pinned there as I drag my cock out and force it back in, over and over as I continue to smack her. “You are mine, say it.”
“No,” she snaps, pushing her ass back to meet my thrusts. My dirty little girl is wet as hell, her pink, raw pussy dripping for me, her clit engorged and begging for my touch. She won’t get it, I’ll force her to come from the pain of my cock in her ass until she admits it.
“You do, look at you, begging for my cock in your ass. You’ll take me however you get it and you know it. That makes you mine, Dawn.” Licking along her spine, I leave a trail of stinging bites. “Your body, your mind, your soul, and even your dark little heart. It’s all mine.”
“Please,” she begs, her eyes wild, blood dripping from her lip where she bit it. Reaching down, I brush a droplet away tenderly and she whimpers. My touch is a sharp contrast with the harsh way I’m fucking her, getting all my rage, hate, and love out on, I mean in, her.
“Please what?” I snarl, my wings blocking the room behind us. In the mirror I look like an angel of death here to steal her soul, but it’s the other way around. This former little human has my soul wrapped around her finger. I will always come for her, wherever she is, her fucked up angel.
“I need to come so badly,” she implores without shame as she fucks herself on my dick like a good little girl. “I want to feel you filling up my ass.”
Growling, I grip her hips tightly and drive into her repeatedly. She moans in one long string of curses, her ass tightening around me as she explodes. Roaring, I yank my cock out of her ass, not giving her what she desires because she didn’t say what I wanted. Instead, I aim my cock at her red ass cheeks.
I splatter my cum across her ass, watching as it splashes there like a warning. The minotaur will be able to smell it and that makes me grin as I watch it drip down her cheeks to her pussy, mingling with her cream. Using my other hand as she lies there gasping, I cup some of the cum and stick my fingers in her pussy, pushing it deep inside her. I do it several times, and she cries out my name and begins to press back to meet me again, wanting more.
“Yours, yours, yours,” she chants.
“Good girl,” I murmur, dropping to my knees. Uncaring about my cum dripping from her pussy, I drag it to my face and lap at her wet heat.
Licking up her wet center, I taste my saltiness and her sweetness, making me groan as I circle her clit before pressing my tongue inside her. She pushes back into my face, forcing me deeper, her pussy clamping on my tongue.
Humming, I do it again and again, licking and pressing her clit with quick flicks of my tongue before dipping it inside her. Before I know it, she’s coming on my face, her pussy clenching down on my tongue, trying to keep it inside her as she falls forward from the force of her release.
Sitting back, I watch her raw, cream and cum covered pussy as she pants. Her legs are jelly and not offering much stability. She turns and slips to the floor in front of me, her breasts high and tight, nipples hard, mouth red, eyes wide and hazy from pleasure. Dawn looks so fucking beautiful, even more stunning knowing my cum is spread across her pussy and ass.
She reaches over and grips my chin, forcing my gaze to hers. “I missed you, but you need to learn how to share, my love, or at least not kill them,” she murmurs in a playful tone, and then turns serious. “I am yours, Griffin, that’s true, but you don’t own me, you can’t. I promised myself that wouldn’t happen ever again.”
“I promised never to love again,” I blurt out, and then my eyes widen in horror as hers soften, searching mine.
“Your mother?” she asks, and I nod. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry, but I will never leave you, not like that. We are forever, Griffin, so stop trying to fight it.”
“My mother would have loved you. She was a fighter too, even until the very end. Her loyalty got her killed, Dawn, and I fear it will be your downfall as well.” I turn my face away, not wanting her to see the fear there, but she grabs it and draws it back. Her eyes are on fire and alive with purpose, determination, and something beyond even us...destiny.
“I will always be loyal. I will never walk away, even when the path is filled with obstacles, Griffin. We are together now, no one can stop that.” She leans closer and kisses me so softly and sweetly, I feel a crack in my twisted black heart, a shard of light shining in. Pulling away, she rests her forehead against mine. “When you’re ready, I would love to hear about her, about the woman who raised the man I love.”
“Vasculo.” I suck in a breath and she grins.
“Don’t tell me the big, bad angel fears love?”
“Yes, don’t you?” I whisper.
“Yes, it terrifies me, but that fear lessens when I look in your eyes, every time you reach for me, and every time you hold me tight. It’s my greatest fear and biggest hope,” she divulges and then sighs. “I guess we should talk about the main thing here though—what’s next?”
I nod, drawing her closer, needing to feel her in my arms. “We have a plan.”
“So do I.” She laughs and pulls back to see my face. “Tell me yours, and I’ll tell you mine.”
“Dirty girl,” I tease, and she snorts.
I can feel the madness settling at her proximity and it allows me to breathe easier. I outline our idea and she frowns. “How did you get in anyway? Did you kill everyone?” she inquires, and it makes me sit taller that she thinks so much of me.
“I wish,” I grumble. “I had to return and beg to be let back in, told them I wanted to be part of it, the other nephilim were not happy.”
She must read between the lines because her eyes flare black. “They hurt you?”
“Nothing I can’t handle,” I snap.
“They. Hurt. You?” she says slowly, and I can see her changing before my eyes. My cock hardens instantly, my madness rising to meet her.
“They tried,” I admit, and she snarls, leaping to her feet and storming towards the door. Chuckling, I jump up and wrap her in my arms, stopping her progress as she fights and kicks to get free, ranting about all the horrible things she’s going to do to them for hurting me.