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Chapter thirty-one

HYACINTH

My eyes opened as we landed back in the stables and my hands tore at his tunic, ripping it from his body as his own fingers worked to undress me.

Leaving a trail of clothing in our path, Landers slid his hands against the back of my thighs, his fingers gripping into my muscle as he lifted me from the floor and strode toward the bench on the far wall.

A gasp left my lips as I felt him pressed against my stomach—how hard he was for me.

His lips crashed against mine, our tongues battling for dominance as he sat down and I straddled his hips, readying to feel every inch of him fill me.

Just as I lowered myself down, he adjusted his hips and the head of him collided with my clit. A moan escaped my throat at the contact and a bolt of pleasure rippled over my skin. He gripped my waist, his fingers digging into my skin as he guided my movements, rocking me against him.

He trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh as my head fell back, giving him better access while my fingers tangled in his dark hair. His hands roamed my body, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples into hardened peaks.

“Landers,” I gasped, desire coiling tightly in my core as he ground his hips upwards.

I needed him, craved him.

As if reading my thoughts, his hand slid between our bodies, his fingers delving into my center.

A cry rolled from my lungs, my back arching as his thumb stroked my clit in small, delicate circles while his two fingers slowly pumped into me.

I pushed my hips down against his hands, grinding on his fingers, desperately begging for more.

“Greedy are we, Goddess?” he whispered into my neck, a chuckle rumbling in his throat.

“I need you,” I breathed out, my voice thin and wanting as he pushed into me again.

“You are so wet for me,” he growled against my skin. The words sent lightning crackling through my veins and I watched as he slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them up to his lips and sucking my arousal from them, his tongue lapping off every last drop of my essence.

My thighs tightened around him at the sight as a beautifully wicked smile slid onto his lips.

In one swift movement, he lifted me up and positioned himself at my entrance as a shudder wracked my body. With a sharp thrust of his hips, he buried himself deep inside me, stretching and filling me completely as an unholy, animalistic moan vibrated in his throat.

I clung to his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as he set a fast, punishing pace, each powerful stroke hitting that perfect spot, colliding with it as waves of pleasure radiated through my body.

Every nerve in my body screamed for him, begging him to devour me.

His hands slid possessively over my curves, feeling every inch of my skin as I panted against the pleasure exploding in my veins. His fingers knotted in my hair, pulling my head back as his mouth claimed my throat.

Warm breath flowed from him, seeping into my flesh as his tongue and teeth dragged over the curve of my neck. A loud moan dripped from my lungs, lost to the carnal sensations overwhelming my senses. My hips rocked wildly against him, demanding more of him.

“ Fuck ,” he rasped against my ear, punctuating the word with a sharp snap of his hips. “You are mine, Hyacinth.”

Another moan kissed my lips and rang into the air as his hands dragged down my back, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

“Do you hear me?” Landers asked, his voice deep and riddled with need. I met his gaze, drowning in the intensity I found there.

“Yes,” I breathed, grabbing hold of his face between both palms, my eyes staying locked on his. “Let go,” I whispered, sliding myself up his shaft.

He stared back at me, fear and desire coiling in his irises. My chin dipped, a gentle nod, a silent assurance that he was safe, that I was safe.

“Let go.” It was a command this time and a roar left his throat at the order.

I watched as his pupils shifted into slits, his canines elongating into razor sharp points then fell back onto his length as shadows detonated from my body.

“I love you,” I whispered, staring into eyes that were still every bit him—every bit of the man I needed like oxygen. Violet tendrils of magic sprang from him at the sound of my words, cracking like a thunderstorm in my darkness as he slammed his lips onto mine.

We didn’t have to hide anymore.

Didn’t have to fear our power.

My body shuddered with each deep, possessive thrust he drove into me.

He was pushing me to the edge and I was running for it, gasping as I sprinted for that cliff.

My head fell back, lips parting in a silent scream of rapture as I rolled my hips, taking him even deeper as my walls clenched around his thick length.

Landers groaned, his fingers digging into the flesh of my hips hard enough to bruise. I reveled in the power flowing from us, in the pure desire that pulsed from him. In the way he was coming undone beneath me.

“Landers,” I panted, my movements growing more frantic as I chased my release. “I’m so close . . .”

His fingers clasped around the back of my neck, keeping my head steady as whimpers of pleasure echoed from my lips, my inner muscles fluttering around him.

Landers cursed under his breath, his hips slamming into mine with renewed vigor. “That’s it, my Queen,” he growled. “Let go. Come for me.”

His words were my undoing.

Ecstasy exploded through me, my body clenching around him as wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure crashed into every fiber of my being. He did not stop as my orgasm ripped through every vein, every cell in my body. It only seemed to add to the primal hunger that flowed from him.

Landers buried his head into my neck and a gasp flew from my mouth, followed by a guttural moan of pure euphoria as his teeth sunk into my throat.

Wings detonated from my back from the sensation, unbridled pleasure pulsating from my core as his hands slid around my shoulders to keep himself rooted inside of me—to keep me from falling off the edge of the universe into oblivion.

His lips brushed the shell of my ear as blood trickled over my collarbone. “Again, Darkness,” he rasped, his breath hot against my skin, strained with the effort of holding back his own release. “Come for your King.”

My core instantly fluttered at his words, flexing around him as jolts of electricity skittered down my spine.

Never had I felt such intrinsic pleasure as the moment my release poured over him, my body succumbing to every sensation flooding my system. My heart was bursting, threatening to scream as every ounce of love I had for him rose to the surface and leaked down my face.

I never wanted to know what it felt like to be without him.

Now that I had tasted him, had known how it felt to be loved by him, I would never let him go.

“I love you, Landers,” I said, locking my fingers in his hair and catching his gaze. “ I love you .”

His mouth crashed against mine with bruising force, as if those words had cracked something in him—had freed him of the belief that he was not worthy of that love.

But he was.

My Gods he was .

With a final thrust I felt him reach his own release and I cradled his head between my breasts as a thunderous groan fell from his lips. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me so tightly against him as if he could forge our bodies into one.

The muscles across his body flexed as he panted into my skin, aftershocks of his pleasure still rippling through him.

His lips brushed over my chest, planting small kisses over my skin as he raised his head to meet my gaze.

His pupils slowly expanded into their usual circles as a satisfied smile slipped onto his lips.

His gaze flitted to my neck, a deep crease forming between his brows as his fingers gently brushed over the bite he had left puncturing my skin.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked softly, his hand trailing up the remainder of my neck as he brought his eyes back to mine.

I smiled, letting my fingers catch in his hair and run through it before resting them at the base of his neck. “No. It felt . . . really good actually.”

He lifted a brow, amusement replacing the unease in his features.

“In that case,” he started, leaning down and brushing his lips over the bite as his hands fell to my hips. “I think I will sink my teeth into your beautiful thighs next.”

His fingers traced delicately over the skin on my inner thigh and my body shuddered, goosebumps rising across my flesh.

A smug smile curled his lips, knowing what those words did to me as I lifted myself from his lap and strode toward our clothes strewn around us.

A chill ran down my spine from the loss of his warming touch, the winter air nipping at my skin as I threw his clothes over to him and pushed into my leathers as fast as I could.

The beating of Nithra’s wings sounded over the stable and I looked to the wide opening, the ground shaking as her feet collided with the earth.

She stuck her nose through as a huff of smoke shot from her snout and ripped her head back out.

A growl sounded down the fastening.

Must you fornicate in my house, child?

Heat flushed over my cheeks as I glanced at her. How did you even know?

You reek of him , she snapped, finally pushing herself through the opening and stalking over to her favorite corner. She circled, pushing the hay around before her body fell to the ground.

My gaze turned to Landers who had a smirk plastered onto his face as I strode over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist before looking up at him.

“Did you get a scolding too?” I asked, lifting a brow.

He nodded, chuckling as his eyes flashed toward Nithra before falling back on me. “She called me foul for bedding you in a barn.”

A laugh rang from my lungs and I grinned over at her as she huffed her disapproval back at us.