The Pentagram Child: Part 1 (Afterlife Saga Book 5) (51 page)

BOOK: The Pentagram Child: Part 1 (Afterlife Saga Book 5)
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“AHH!” I made a sound of frustrated rage and ripped off my mask throwing it across the floor towards the door. If only she had just heard the rest of what I was going to say then she would…

“I tried to do that with mine but it wouldn’t work.”

“Keira!” I shouted her name in shock and she shrugged her shoulders. Then told me the only words I needed to hear…

 

“I promised you I wouldn’t run.”

 

 

Keira

 

 

Chapter 35

Done Waiting
.

 

 

I watched as Draven lifted his head and he said my name as if he had just battled the greatest of wars and come out of it far from the victor. He looked like a man lost and unsure of what his next step should be. In fact the sight took the breath from me in a whoosh that forced my hand to my chest.

“I promised you I wouldn’t run.” I said knowing these were the only words that needed to be said right now. Because the words I had come here with had left me in sight of the man I loved looking worried and broken. No, this wasn’t the picture of a man who had been in the throes of passion with his ex or even someone who had even ever considered it.

No, this was nothing short of a man in despair.

Suddenly he stood quickly and before I had chance to say a word he stormed over to me like a man on a mission. I swear my heartbeat fell into a rhythm that matched each of his determined steps. He came right up to me breathing heavy and I watched in silence as his chest rose and fell with his mounting tension.

“Draven..?”
I whispered but his next movement stole my question as he took my face in his hands and said,

“I’m done waiting!” And then he pushed me back against the door and ripped my own mask from me. He threw it to the floor along with his and kissed me like he was trying to imprint his soul onto mine. I briefly heard the crunch of his own mask that he must have stepped on to get closer to me. Well he obviously didn’t care one bit considering he didn’t stop. No, instead he took me further. He took me deeper under his spell and one that was labelled the past.

I felt the kiss fire my nerves and he must have felt the same as I could feel him shuddering against me. His hands found mine and he linked his fingers with my smaller ones before lifting them above my head and pinning me there. I could barely believe this was actually happening. It was like so many cruel dreams of mine all coming together and taking it to a whole new level. It made me want to cry out to the Gods and beg for this to be real, for them to just let us be together. It made me want to battle his world and mine just for the right to hold on to this moment and keep it where it belonged. I just wanted him with every staggered breath I took and every lit cell in my body.

“Draven…” I said breathlessly as his lips tore from mine just long enough to allow me the needed air. He transferred both my hands into one of his to continue to hold me to the door. It was as if he feared I would get away from him if he gave me the chance. Of course this action also freed up one of his hands.

“You won’t need this for the rest of the night.” He said as he first ran his fingertips across my collarbone and then along the stunning necklace he’d given me. I drew in a shocked breath as he snapped it from my neck but he didn’t give me time to worry about it being broken as he fixed the links before dropping it to the floor.

He ran his fingertips slowly down my cheek as his kiss softened slightly, teasing my lips and biting gently. Then I moaned in his mouth and that gentle hand suddenly gripped my neck tightly forcing my head back to the door. It was such an aggressive move I was surprised that it didn’t hurt but the shock of it made my clit pulse in response.

“You’re my girl,”
he growled low into my cheek after using his thumb on my chin to turn my head to the side. Then he opened his mouth as if he just wanted to bite me but thought better of his instincts and kissed me instead. His lips kissed their way up my jaw line and up to my ear.

“Say it.” He ordered making me moan again and close my eyes.

“Say it, Keira…say it now!” I didn’t need to ask what it was that he needed to hear as I felt it coming from him in waves of possessiveness. I let my head fall back further onto the door glad that I was being held up by one strong arm above me. Then I let my mouth fall open on first a blissful sigh before speaking the truthful words he needed to hear,

“I’m yours.”
As soon as I uttered what felt like a confession his hands left me. I opened my eyes in shock and for an awful moment I thought this was my rejection. I was just about to protest when one look at the animalistic lust in his purple eyes and I knew it was far from over…no, now it was only the beginning. This was proven when he grabbed handfuls of material at the top of my dress and in one swift action completely tore it in two until it barely hung limp from my hips.

I must have looked like some nobleman’s daughter being ravished by some powerful land owner, considering he too was still in costume. I watched as his hungry gaze mentally caressed every naked inch of my torso as there had been little room for underwear in this dress. And boy did he look happy about it, if the bulge in his pants was anything to go by.

He suddenly picked me up and the rest of the dress fell to the floor leaving me in just a pair of black lace briefs. I got the hint of a grin when he looked down at them like he was thinking about what they would feel like when shredded in his hand. I was then carried to the bed and with each step he took his own clothes started to deteriorate as if we were stepping rapidly through time.

By the time he lay me down at the bed’s centre he too was naked. He followed me down and lay out on top of the length of me but holding most of his weight from crushing me. It was just enough to feel trapped and this, along with everything else that was Draven, made my thighs wet with the evidence of my need.

Before his hands went to either side of my head he reached down and proved that I had been right moments before. He ripped the lace from me that covered my sex and it tugged me to the side forcefully making me moan with greater need.

Then with his hands back to my face, his fingers inched their way into my hair as he stared down at me. This was when time seemed to slow down and that raw intensity that was our attraction seemed to soar to a new level of intimacy. It was in that next second that something passed through his features and if I had to guess what it was, I would have to say it was as though he was looking back on all the painful times he had missed this sight. It was no doubt the sight of me under him and looking up with eyes heavy with my own lust.

The thought made me blush as there was nothing else in that moment that his eyes were telling me. It was as if we didn’t need words to explain what we had both been through. We just needed our silent bodies to communicate for us. And as my legs fell open it was all the communicating Draven needed. So with his eyes still locked to mine and keeping me captured by the power of emotion, he surged into me, filling me on a cry deep to the core.

My body arched with the feeling of being stretched in the most beautiful way and he held me immobile and encased in his arms as I adjusted to his size. I vaguely heard him whispering words of encouragement in my ear, calling me his good girl for taking all of him and giving him what he needed.

After a few seconds more he started to move so slowly it felt like he was lighting up all the nerves inside me. It was like my body needed to move, it needed to groan and show its pleasure but I was still being held down in Draven’s hold.

“I need…I need…”

“Only
I
know what you need.” He growled in my ear before tipping his head down and biting into my neck, making me cry out when at the same time he thrust back in. He sucked at the broken skin at my neck, drinking me down. With each pull at my blood he thrust mimicking the action like playing a fine tuned instrument. Well as far as I was concerned he could play me till his fingers bled and until there was nothing left of me to sound out.

“Look at me.” He ordered softly and it was only the sound of his voice that made me realise I had indeed closed my eyes. I felt like my lids were begging me to stay closed as if the emotion I was feeling was too much for them to bear.

“There she is.” He said when I finally managed to look up at him. He still had my head held in his hands as he started to once again move so excruciatingly slow.

“Faster.”
I managed to mutter but knowing he would hear me all the same.

“Not yet,
I want to savour you.”
He said coming down and whispering above my lips with his nose to mine. He then pulled back again and used the pad of his thumb to gently run under my eye then circle along my cheek.

“Please.”
I shamefully asked and I felt his other hand fist in my hair drawing a sharp breath from me. He quickened his pace but still he held himself back.

“Please Draven.”
I said again adding his name and this time I cried out as his teeth found my nipple. He feasted on my breast and once again at the same time increased his movements.

“Yes.”
I said on a moan and when I arched my body in the little space he had created I managed to force my nipple deeper into his mouth, making it vibrate as he groaned around it.

“Ahhh.” I said as his teeth dug in further and he started to roll my nipple between his painful hold. It felt incredible and was like a direct line to my pulsating clit.

“More?” He asked releasing my breast and I nodded my head not being able to find the words as I felt myself building.

“I like your words, sweetheart.” He said before kissing the side of my lips.

“Please.”
I said again and after one, two, three hard thrusts that had me gasping he said,

“After you give me what I want.” He said and sucked at my neck again where he had left it raw this time. The sting of pain made me clench around his length and the hurt soon sank under a pool of pleasure, flooding my system with endorphins.

“Anything…”
I told him in an almost pained voice given how close I was. It was as though he wouldn’t let me come but wanted to keep me right on the edge of this heavenly chasm. He growled and this time it was mainly his demon side, which only managed to send another spasm of me rippling around him as his thrusts became that little bit quicker. He kissed his way up the side of my breasts and over my lips where he told me exactly what he wanted from me,

“Then beg for me my Electus. Give me your eyes and beg for me to give you what you need.”

“Please…Dominic…please.”
As soon as I finished saying his name he kissed me at the same time driving into me and managing to use my cry to his advantage as he plundered my mouth with his tongue. Then he started to pound into me at such a speed all I could do was hold on and I cried into his mouth with unspeakable pleasure.

“Oh…oh…oh yes!” I shouted as I felt it coming closer and closer until coiling round like something needed to be released or my body would shatter. Then my body started to quake in his arms and he put his forehead to mine.

“Are you going to fall with me?” He asked and I could only nod as I was desperate for him to just let me come. It was like climbing a mountain and reaching out for that next handhold. You’re so close and you’re reaching, so close, too close but you just can’t make it. So I forgot about any of that and decided to let myself fall and hold on to the only thing that mattered. My hands reached up and locked around Draven’s neck where I managed to just pull myself up enough to whisper,

“Are you going to catch me?”
I watched fascinated as his eyes grew darker before he replied with,

“Always.”
And then as if to prove his point he erupted into his other self and his wings engulfed the bed and cast us both in shadow. It was like making love under a canopy of feathers and each one was coursing with what looked like a purple flame. Draven’s motions got even faster now that his wings were adding in his movements and propelling him forward to charge into me. I wrapped my legs further up his back and held on for what felt like my life as it was starting to crumble around him.

Then I opened my eyes and saw the start of Hell’s fire start to invade the man I loved and I knew I couldn’t let him lose that side of himself. I couldn’t stop what was happening and he seemed so lost in what we both knew was a divine moment that he hadn’t yet realised it. I took in his strong features transformed by pleasure and that was when I started to notice the glowing coming from his arms. I sucked in a startled breath at the sight of his raw scars that was thankfully masked by the increased power of him taking me harder.

I could see the moment he started to really fall and in the end I knew it was up to me this time to catch him. So I did what I hoped wasn’t a stupid thing and I braved facing that hidden side of him. I let go of the grip I had around his neck and then placed my hands over his forearms. I felt the burn but instead of pulling away I concentrated on using all of my shields and transferring them to one place. I had no idea if it could be done but I knew one thing and that was if I let Draven stop now, he would never touch me again from fear of hurting me. I knew I was taking a risk but I also knew that in this moment, right now and in this time, there was nothing stronger than the two of us joined as one.

And I was right. Without Draven even realising what I was doing I felt my strange power shield me from his other self and it almost felt like taming a hidden beast you knew was there in the shadows. I gripped tightly onto his arms once more now that the burn had fled his skin and then regained my hold around his neck. I watched as the last of the fire left his eyes and the darker purple was dominant once more. Then I let myself soar…  

“Now come with me!”
Draven roared in his demonic voice and I screamed out as I felt him finally let me erupt around him. He continued just inches from my face maintaining the eye contact the whole time, holding onto my hair until my neck was arched back. My release seemed to spiral out of control and I actually felt like I was falling. It felt like I was close to passing out from the sheer intensity of it all.

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