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“Enough,” he hissed, his hand clamping down on my throat. He didn’t push down or restrict my breathing, but his point was made. “My barbs have hooked inside you.”

“Barbs?” My eyes were so wide that it hurt. What the fuck,barbs? . . . like a cat? I tipped my chin up to see his face. He slid his palm next to my head and bent in a way no human would have been able to. His wings stretched behind him, fluttering. I scanned his features and different explanations of what he was flitted through my head.

“What are you?” I whispered.

“Shadows.” His succinct answer explained nothing. The woman creature had called him ‘Lord of Shadows,’ but that gave me nothing other than what I could already see, which was that he controlled them.

“Why, how, where do you come from?”

“I am a creation of The Void.”

What did that even mean?!I bit back my angry words. He didn’t seem to understand what I was asking.

“What is The Void?”

“The creation.”

“Of what?”

“Everything. Universes, realms, energies, power . . .” He trailed off.

“Were you born?” I asked slowly, hesitantly. All creatures were born. They came from someone, but I was starting to get the feeling he was neverbornof anything. “Do you have a mother? Family?”

“The Void created me.”

I combed through myths in my head. After growing up with the whispers, I’d studied everything imaginable, trying to find meaning. Yet, I’d never seen anything that referenced a Void.

The expanding pressure in my channel suddenly disappeared with a throb of his cock. I gasped from the change in sensations. He pulled back the slightest bit and liquid escaped in a gush to the point that it felt like I had pissed myself.

He’d come inside me. Panic squeezed my throat like a vise.

“What if you got me pregnant?” I gasped.

A chortling sound left his mouth, causing his body to make mine vibrate, enflaming the ache. The sensation rippled pleasure through my senses, and I curled my fingers into the feathers near his shoulder, my spine arching to slide back onto his shaft.

This shouldn’t feel this good.

“A god cannot impregnate a human,” he said, humor in his tone.

His words stunned me to stillness. If only they’d also taken away my lust. His hips pumped, and he slid his slick cock back into me, the textured surface ripping another aftershock to life within me. I moaned, my eyes fluttering shut.

He was a deity.

He pumped inside me again.

“I do not want to leave.”

He sounded stunned. A guttural groan left him, flaring my lust, and coaxing a whimper from deep in my soul. His wings fluttered outward and lowered until they surrounded us. The edges of the feathers grazed my arms, as silky and soft as the rest. A shiver crested down my spine, and he spread my legs wider until he was flush to my sex. His arms curled under me, and he lifted me with ease, turning to drop onto his back with me on his chest. Not one movement removed him from his place inside me. My legs fell wide around his hips, and my cheekended up smashed against the cold, smooth skin of his chest. He pulled his wings in tighter around me, nestling me into a comfortable cocoon of warmth.

I struggled to keep my eyes open.

I shot upright with a gasp.That was one fucked-up dream . . . the stone walls came into focus.

The Lord of Shadows wasn’t my imagination. He was very real and very fucking scary. I scooted to the edge of the bed, and the soreness between my legs took my breath away.

And he’d fucked me. I closed my eyes, smoothing my skirt down until it fluttered near my ankles. Not only had he fucked me, I’d enjoyed it—too much.

I dropped my head back and dragged in a ragged breath. The creature seemed to think it had some weird claim on me, but whyme?