Nyght's Eve (22 page)

His voice was a harsh, so filled with barely
restrained emotion it made it sound like a growl. Startled, she glanced back up
at him and froze. His dark-grey eyes were burning with some inner light, with
an intensity that stole her breath. It was like looking into his soul, and
seeing herself reflected there.

“You’ve had your say, now it’s my turn. I’ve
got some bad things inside me. Things you don’t know about. Things that I’ve
done. But all of that doesn’t matter, because what I feel for you makes walking
away fucking impossible.”

She reached up to stroke his cheek with her
hand, and wasn’t deterred when he reached up and grabbed her hand, holding it
in place. “Dare—”
 

 
“No,
damn it. Listen. Love hasn’t existed in my world. Not even when I was a kid. My
family has never loved me. It was all about duty and expectations, and when I
didn’t meet those expectations, they cut me off.”

“I’m so sorry, sweetie.”

“I’m not telling you this for pity. I’m
trying to make you understand. It’s not a matter of whether or not I love you.
Love is just a fucking word. If that’s how you want me to describe how I feel
for you, then fine. If loving you means that I can keep you, then I do. I love
you. But it’s more than that, Eve. You fucking own me in a way no one else ever
has. I need you in my life. I need you to feel...human again. You’re it for me,
too. What I was trying to say is that I don’t know if I’m capable of loving you
the way you deserve because of who I am and what I’ve done. You say you love
me, that you can love the man that I am, and I’m a big enough bastard to hold
you to your word, because I’m not letting you go.”

Evie’s heart simply melted in her chest as
happiness burst through her like rays of sunlight. “I see it. I can see the
love in your eyes when you look at me. Love me the way I deserve? Dare, you
show me you love me just how I need every time you touch me.”

“Don’t let me fuck this up,” he demanded gruffly
as he gripped her head in his hands. His mouth took hers in a kiss so powerful,
her entire body went up in flames. She kissed him back, reveling in the feeling
of his tongue stroking against hers. She wanted to sink into him, become one
with him so there was no telling where she stopped and he began.

“This is love,” she whispered between pressing
kisses over his face. “This is us loving each other.”

Dare buried his hands in her hair, holding
her still so he could recapture her mouth. He let out a groan as she shifted on
his lap, rubbing her pussy against the bulge trapped in his jeans. He was hard
as stone. Wrapping his arms around her tight, he pulled her closer. Unable to
stand the turbulent emotions coursing through him, he wanted to bury himself in
her and forget about everything else. But all thoughts of that came to a halt
when Evie let out a yelp when her breasts smashed up against his chest.

“Fuck! I can’t...we can’t do this. Not when
you’re hurt.” Dare pressed his forehead against hers and tried to slow his rapid
heartbeat. He stroked her hair, comforted by the way the strands felt gliding
between his fingers Touching her was like touching dreams.

“Please, Dare. I need to feel you. Help me
feel alive.”

Dare pulled her head back so he could look in
those sapphire blue eyes of hers, and felt himself falling. God, he loved her.
No, love was such a small word for what he felt for her.

She fucking owned him.

Body, heart and soul.

“Come here, baby.” Dare gently picked her up
and turned to lay her on the mattress, careful not to brush up against her
sensitive breasts. He parted her robe fully, baring her pale skin to his gaze.
Stroking his hands down her chest, over her belly, he let out a hum of
satisfaction when she parted her thighs for him. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you
feel good.”

He pulled the robe from under her as she lifted
to help him, but she stopped him before he could go down on her. “No, I want
you in me, Dare. I want to feel you with me.”

Frustration tinged his voice when he said,
“You’re hurt, Eve. We can’t—”

“You’ll be careful. I know you will. I trust
you. Completely.” She sat up and reached out to unbuckle his jeans. “Love me.
Love me now.”

Dare gave in, unable to withstand her plea.
It was powerful, feeling needed by the woman who owned his heart. The
connection between them was something to cherish, to nurture, and he would
protect it with everything in him.

He took his shirt off, not caring where it
landed as he tossed it over his shoulder. He pushed her hands away and quickly
shucked his jeans, so he was standing naked in front of where she was sitting
on the bed.

Evie looked up at him and saw the pleasure
etched on his face as she took his long, thick cock in her hand. He stroked her
face lovingly as they stared at one another.

“Open up your mouth, princess. Open for me
and suck it. I have to feel that pretty little mouth on me.”

Looking up at him under veiled lashes, Evie
opened her mouth and lick at the drop of pre-cum on the head of his cock,
teasing him. He let out a curse and she enjoyed the way the thick stalk jerked
at her touch.

“Stop teasing me, Eve. Suck my cock if you
want me. Suck it into that hot little mouth.”

His command had her thighs clenching. Desire
streaked through her, igniting a burn in her core that had her pussy weeping
for his touch. But not yet.

First, she wanted his pleasure.

She opened her mouth wide, taking him in as
her lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. With a moan, she lashed at the
taut skin underneath the head of his cock with her tongue, thrilled when he let
out a harsh groan. His hands shoved into her hair, holding on to her as she
worked her mouth over him. She drew him in until the head of his cock hit the
back of her throat, then pulled back only to repeat the action over and over
again. Eve moaned again as she began moving her head faster, using her hand to
stroke the part of him she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

“Fuck, it feels so good. No more, Eve. Keep
that up and I’m going to come in your mouth.”

Pulling his hips back, his cock left her
mouth and he gently pushed her down onto the bed. Her breath caught as his hand
moved lower, those clever fingers working over the slick folds of her pussy.
When his fingers pushed into her, testing her readiness, she shivered as her
body clamped down on him as if trying to hold him inside her.

“You’re really wet, Eve. Is all this slick,
hot honey for me?”

“Yes, all for you,” she whispered. He pulled
her body closer to the edge of the bed and positioned himself to enter her, but
she stopped him before he could. “Wait. Do you see that little black bottle on
the nightstand?”

Dare turned to look over and saw a small,
slim, black bottle and picked it up. “You mean this? What is it?”

“A gift from Francesca. It came in this gift
set she brought me back from Las Vegas. She must have put it in the suitcase
when you asked her to pack for me. There is also some sort of aphrodisiac oil
that heats up and a flavored massage oil, but that one is some sort of
sensitizing gel.”

Amused, Dare raised a brow as he gestured
toward his hard-on. “Honey, I don’t think I need any help getting any more
sensitive.”

She smiled. “Still, it might be fun to try
it.”

“Maybe we should wait until you’re feeling
better.”

“Come on, let’s try it. I dare you.”

He rolled his eyes at her as he shrugged his
shoulders. Dare studied the bottle for a second, then he opened it and poured
some of the clear liquid into his palm. “Fine, but if my dick falls off, I’m
going to be extremely pissed at you.”

Evie laughed as she watched him coat his cock
with the liquid. She shuddered as he swirled some of the gel on her clit, then
stuck two of his fingers deep inside her. They paused for a moment, and Evie
felt disappointed when nothing happened.

Then it did.

The cooling feeling began slowly, then
increased so that she felt the tingling deep inside her pussy. She could feel
her clit pulse with the icy sensation and her hips undulated of their own
accord as she sought to quench the need building inside her.

Dare’s dick felt like it was on fire.

Not in a bad way, but the icy flames of
pleasure were licking over him, creating a firestorm of need so strong that he
fought to hold on to his control. He couldn’t let go. Couldn’t pound himself
inside her like he wanted, because he would hurt her if he did that. And the
last thing he wanted to do was hurt his Eve.

The woman he loved.

He braced his feet apart and shoved his hips
forward so his cock sank to the hilt inside her in one slow, smooth motion. A hoarse
shout erupted from his throat at the sensation of being surrounded by her heat.
Grinding his hips against her, he panted for breath, his chest billowing in and
out as if he’d just sprinted a mile in seconds flat.

The feelings were intense, an erotic
cacophony of sensations that left Dare no choice but to surrender to the lust
burning in his veins. It was too extreme for him to hold on back much longer,
but he had to make sure she was feeling the same as he did. He had to ensure
she was ready for him.

“Tell me how it feels,” he demanded, his
voice tight with strain.

“Cold. Icy cold, then hot. You’re so hot,
Dare. So hot and hard. It’s amazing.”

“I feel you. You’re so tight, and this shit
is driving me crazy. I have to move. Cup your breasts and hold them still, Eve.
I have to fuck you, baby. I can’t wait.”
 

She lifted her hands to cup her breasts,
holding them in place he began stroking inside her, stretching her around the
thick stalk of his cock. After a few slow, tentative strokes he began fucking her
like a man possessed, so hard her body moved on the bed with every thrust.

Evie felt her climax building, and spread her
legs further, wanting to feel the full power of him pounding into her. “Oh god,
Dare. It feels so good. I’m going to come, I can’t hold back.”

“Do it,” he snarled, gripping her waist tight
to hold her in place. “Come on my cock. Do it now, Eve!”

He was relentless, thrusting heavily as he
forced his large cock in and out of her tight hole. Her back arched off of the
bed as she came with a scream, her body clamping down on his cock so he could
barely move inside of her.

He gave her no time to recover as he
continued pounding into her, using the full strength of his powerful body. Her
slick pussy pulsed around him as she moaned, her head shaking from side to side
so her blonde hair spread out around her head like a halo.

“I still need you, Eve. I want you to come
again.” His piercing dark-gray eyes captured hers as he watched her every
expression, needing to see the pleasure he gave her as he thrust into her
slickness. “Come again and take me with you.”

“Please, Dare. I can’t. It’s too much,” she
begged as he rammed into her, over and over again, impaling her with fierce determination.
Beads of sweat trickle down his forehead, some of them falling onto her while
others slid down his bare chest.

 
“Never
too much, Eve,” he denied as he moved one of his hands to stroke her already
throbbing clit. “Come, baby. I want to feel you come again. Come on, princess.
Squeeze me. Make me come with you.”

Evie’s body convulsed as the combination of
his touch and the sensitizing gel made it impossible to stop another orgasm
from ripping thought her. The world around her spun out of control. Her body
clenching down, tighter than before as the pulses of pleasure raced through
her. “I love you, Dare! Oh God! I love you!”

Dare fell over her, his forearms bracing his
large body so he didn’t crush her. He thrust deep, the head of his cock pressed
tight against the entrance of her womb as he shuddered, emptying himself deep
inside of her. “Love you, Eve. My Eve.”

He whispered her name like a benediction. And
she was. His.

Completely.

Evie closed her eyes, content to breathe in
his scent as he surrounded her. A smile graced her lips as she let out a happy
sigh.

There were worse things to be than Nyght’s
Eve.

Chapter Thirteen

Dare and Evie arrived back at her house late
in the afternoon the following day.

Last night after their spectacular bout of
lovemaking, they had taken a brief nap. When they woke, they had ordered more
food since their last order had gotten cold. When their hunger was sated, they
tried out the rest of the goodies that Francesca had given her, taking turns
giving each other massages. Their skin slick with the flavored massage oil,
they opened the aphrodisiac oil to see what that would do. Combined with the
sensitizing gel, the aphrodisiac oil created a hot and cold sensation that drove
them both crazy. They both had one of the most intense orgasms either of them
had ever experienced, and they agreed to thank Francesca for her gift next time
they saw her.