Page 34 of Dark Desire (Dark Souls Spin-off Short Story)

She threw her head away from mine and laughed.

The sound felt like healing as a few pieces of my forgotten heart formed back together.

“Most probably. But that’s still how I feel.

” She traced the vines on my face with her fingertips as I stared at her.

“I think the bigger question here is…do you want me?”

I held her unsure, innocent gaze. My heart pounded erratically as the realisation that everything I’d ever wanted could still be mine. All I had to do was take it.

“I wanted you even when I hated you. I wanted you even when I thought you’d been a slayer, cursed me as a raven and ran from me for centuries. What does that tell you, Darcie?”

She sucked in a breath when I said her name for the first time and I felt her thighs tense over mine as her arousal heightened. I gripped her hips tighter, yanking her into me so she could feel how much I wanted her.

“That you are as insane as me?” she breathed, her chest rising and falling with excitement.

I grabbed the back of her head and slammed my lips against hers because I couldn’t hold myself back from taking what was made for me a second longer.

Her body. Her soul. Her heart. They were always meant to be mine.

Her little human tongue slid so sweetly against mine as we became frenzied with need. I ripped the material of her top to shreds and she gasped into my mouth as she rocked her hips against my swollen cock.

“Wait,” she mumbled against my lips when I started on her flimsy leggings next, shredding them with my talons. “We should talk. About everything.”

“Fuck that,” I growled into her mouth. “Talk to Zoran. I need to have you. Now.”

“Aren’t you in pain? You need to heal.”

“I’m fine. This is what I need.” She moaned as I moved my possessive mouth back to her throat, swiping my forked tongue across every inch of her skin and down her chest. “Everyone will know who you belong to after I’m done with you, little witch.”

“Oh, fuck yes,” she gasped, holding the back of my neck as she ground her hips against me while I smothered every inch of her skin with my scent, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking. “Take me, demon. However you want me. I’m all yours.”

The sound of those words sent me feral. I ripped open my jeans and pulled out my monster cock, hoisting her up on her knees so she could sit on me. She glanced down between us and froze, her eyes bulging as her hands gripped my shoulders.

“What the fuck is that?” she shrieked in alarm as she stared at my cock. I probably should have warned her. The side of my lips curved.

“Your new favourite wand.”

Her eyes snapped up and she let out a choked laugh. I wasn’t sure if she was so amused by the fact that I had a sense of humour or that she was about to get fucked by something that would put that vibrating wand upstairs to shame.

“It’s…ribbed?”

“Only for your pleasure,” I growled. “Now be a good girl and sit the fuck down.”

She started shaking her head with anxiety in her eyes. “It won’t fit. Zoran was big enough, that is…”

“It’ll fit,” I groaned, wrapping my arms around her back and pulling her closer. “Because you were made for me. Every fucking inch of you was made perfectly for me, including that pretty cunt. So be a good fucking girl and take every inch of your mate’s cock.”

She swallowed, the concern in her honey eyes dissolving into desire. She licked her lips, positioned herself above me and slid down on the bulbous tip. I groaned, throwing my head back against the sofa at how deliciously tight she was.

“Oh fuck,” she breathed, her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to break skin. She could scratch me and make me bleed all she liked as long as she took all of me. I didn’t care if it took all goddamn night.

“Ambroz.”

I groaned at the sound of my name from her lips. I held her trembling hips steady as she lowered herself a little more, stopping to accommodate every inch. “That’s it, gorgeous girl. You’re doing so fucking well.”

“I feel so full! Have I done it yet?” she panted, her face wincing with slight pain. I glanced down and smirked.

“Halfway there.”

“What?” she shouted, shaking her head again. “Fuck no!”

“Fuck yes,” I growled, gripping her hair in my fist. She groaned as my hips shifted a little, causing her to take another inch.

I could tell she secretly loved the pain.

It made her so fucking wet. She was slick, her body making the perfect lubricant to take me, and she didn’t even know it.

“A little more. And I promise, when I start to move, I’ll reward you for it. ”

She bit her bottom lip as she dropped down another inch, and I started to shake from my own restraint not to thrust up into her, so she took the last bit. I needed patience. Let her adjust. And then, once I knew she was good, I’d lose all my fucking control.

When she finally took all of me, sitting on my lap with my spiralled cock filling her to the hilt, she panted against my parted lips.

“Such a good fucking girl for me.”

She moaned as I shifted her hips, controlling her movements to make her roll and grind on top of me.

The groves on my cock massaged all the right spots and soon she was screaming and begging for more.

When I couldn’t wait any longer, I lifted her hips and thrusted into her, slow and steady at first until she got used to the sensation.

She screamed and cried with pleasure, her tits bouncing in my face as I held her arms behind her with one claw and circled her clit with the other.

“Oh fuck! Yes, Ambroz, more! I’m going to come!”

Roaring, I slammed into her as she squirted all over my abs, soaking me with her delicious arousal.

I flipped us so she was beneath me on the sofa and I could really move, pounding into her with centuries of neglect.

I’d waited so fucking long for this. For her.

And finally, she was all mine. We’d come so fucking close to losing her because of our own stupidity and hers.

Never again. A sudden realisation struck me as I grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

“You were willing to give your soul to another demon just to free me from my raven form?” I growled, thrusting harder with furious strokes over the fact she’d even consider it. “Does your life mean nothing to you?”

She moaned through a dark chuckle, a sound full of pain and amusement that made me frown deeply. “I could say the same for you. You nearly got yourself killed… by fighting a demon from The Underworld… to stop him from taking my soul.”

I roared at the reminder. “And I’d do it again.” Thrust. “I don’t give a fuck who they are.” Thrust. “No one is taking you from me.” Thrust. “Fucking understand?”

“Yes!” she screamed, her orgasm smashing her to pieces beneath me.

Her walls tightened and squeezed the last of my control out of me as I met her at the precipice of pleasure, pouring myself into her as I roared into her neck.

My fangs pierced her skin, claiming her as mine while her rich blood pooled in my mouth.

Holy fuck, she was divine. With my cock pumping my cum into her and her thick blood gliding down my throat with each possessive tug, I experienced my first moment of heaven on Earth.

When I released her from my bite, I pushed my body weight off her with my hands and peered down at her beautiful face.

She’d passed out from the pleasure and blood loss. Fucking a demon would do that to you.

I groaned, my cock still pulsing inside her, demanding I fill her with more of me.

I wasn’t sure it would ever be enough. Wrapping my arms around her body and allowing my wings to cover us, I dropped my head to her neck, licking away the blood and kissing every inch of her as I started to move my hips again, stroking the inside of her slowly with my cock until it roused her.

The feel of my cum seeping out of her as I thrust drove me wild.

Soon, this woman would be mine in every way possible.

I wanted to own her soul more than anything, but I knew I needed Zoran to be okay with it, too.

And I wasn’t sure how to take his silence.

He was still processing. But I knew how I felt.

Her soul would be mine for all eternity.

The thought of it made me untamed, powered by pure desire for this little witch beneath me.

I groaned, growled and licked at her skin, rutting into her and feeling that tingle up my spine as the intensity of my pleasure grew at a rapid rate.

She moaned softly, somewhere between conscious and dreamland.

Her eyes fluttered as I pounded into her harder, and when those sparkling eyes as bright as the sun refocused, I came with a roar.

She gasped and moaned, watching me shudder and fall apart on top of her as I pumped her with more of my cum.

“Did you just fuck me again while I was passed out?” she breathed, her tone sounding more intrigued rather than pissed.

“Sorry,” I muttered against her neck, burying my head in her hair and breathing in her scent. “I couldn’t stop.”

“Then don’t,” she demanded, causing my head to lift to stare at her in surprise. She smiled at me, and my cock twitched inside her. “Unless you’re done?”

I pulled out of her to the tip and thrust back in, sending her body higher up the sofa as she squealed. “I’m nowhere near done.