Page 29 of Dark Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 10)

“Oh fuck,” he grunts as I clamp down on him. “Yes. Fuck. Flick that clit, beautiful. Come all over my fucking dick.”

I do as I’m told while he stares at my hand as I work myself.

“That’s it,” he encourages as I begin to reach my peak. “Yes. Mine. Mine. Mine,” he chants, his dark, haunted eyes staring into my very soul. A devilish smile curls at his lips. “And just like that, the angel hands herself over to the devil himself.”

His ominous words are the final straw and I shatter, my body convulsing for long minutes as I ride out the best orgasm I’ve ever experienced, my pussy milking his own release out of him.

“Calli. Angel. Fuck, beautiful. Fuuuck.”

His cock jerks inside me, filling me with his seed like he just promised he’d do.

My chest heaves as I stare at him, watching as he rides out his pleasure. It’s something of pure beauty as his face pulls tight, his eyes closing as his lips part. It’s a moment I could be suspended in forever as my body lies limp on the bed, utterly spent from both of the orgasms he’s given me.

But then, he opens his eyes, dark, haunted, dangerous eyes that I chastise myself daily for not recognising the night of the Halloween party, and everything comes crashing down around me.

He releases my throat and lifts his hand to my cheek, cupping it in his warm palm.

“Mine,” he whispers darkly as my stomach knots anxiously.

I swallow, trying to stuff down these weird feelings, wishing I could go back to any time in the past hour where he’s taken over me so wholly that I’ve forgotten that anything exists outside this flat.

But the reality is that life has continued outside, and the fallout of the ambush on the Italians’ warehouse will have been affecting everyone’s lives that I care about. Yet, here I am, rolling around in bed with the guy who shot the good guy I was meant to be spending time with and abducted me, drugged me, tied me to his bed and claimed me as his own.

After a few more seconds, he pulls out and drops down beside me, immediately wrapping his arm around my waist and dragging me into his body.

“You’re fucking everything, Calli,” he murmurs in my ear, sounding relaxed and sleepy.

And you are certainly something,I think to myself.

There are so many sides to him, more than I think even he’s aware of.

The cold, dark Daemon is brutal, terrifying. But the sweeter side of him is… fuck. It’s all a massive head fuck.

He nuzzles my neck, breathing me in, kissing and nipping at my skin.

“What’s wrong?” he asks when I don’t respond or melt into him like I was. “Did I hurt you?”

Yes.But not physically.

“No. I’m fine,” I lie. “I just need to use the bathroom.”

When I roll away from him, I’m surprised to find that he lets me go.

Pulling his shirt around me, I rush toward the bathroom and look over my shoulder right before I lift my hand to awkwardly close the broken door behind me.

I look back one more time to find that he’s lying on his side with his head on the pillow, staring at me with a contentment I’ve never seen on his face before.

It makes my heart tumble.

I did that. I made that cold, emotionless guy look all soft and teddy bear-like.

But at what cost?

With a small smile, I slip into the room and erect a barrier between us as I suck in a giant breath of air.

As I move toward the toilet, the evidence of what I just allowed to happen slips down my thighs and I cringe.I know I told him that I was on the pill at Halloween, but he didn’t so much as hesitate before pushing inside me bare.

Did I just make the biggest mistake of my life?