Page 118 of Dark Souls

“I have fangs and claws, and I am not afraid to use them!”

“Is that right?” I husked as I pressed my body up against hers. Our noses were inches apart as her position on the stairs made her the same height as me.

“Yeah, it is.” She gasped, her chest rising and falling rapidly from being out of breath from her ranting but also because of her own arousal. I could smell how much she wanted me from the pheromones on her skin and it drove me wild. “And there is nothing you can do to stop me from being here. I know I am close to figuring all of this out and the answers are in this house. I can feel it.”

“You’re fucking crazy to want to live here with me.” I brushed my lips against hers as she sucked in a sharp breath.

“Yeah, well, if you haven’t noticed, I am crazy.”

I lifted my hand, which had dried blood all over my fingers and knuckles and wrapped it around her jaw. She grabbed my wrist in alarm, trying to get a better look, but my grip tightened until she stared into my eyes.

“You’re bleeding!”

“Don’t worry, love. It’s not my blood. Someone else’s.”

“Whose?”

“Alpha Hugo. I gouged out his eye.” She wanted me to be real with her? To not hold back my darkness?Well, here it is, love.

Her eyes turned to slits of confusion. “And why did you gouge out his eye?”

“Because he looked at me when he shouldn’t have.”

“So you blinded him? Because he looked at you.” She seemed baffled but not disgusted like I’d expected.

“And because he looked at you as though he could have you at The Pleasure Den.”

Her lips parted as her pink eyes darted between mine.

“That turns you on, doesn’t it?” I brushed my nose against the tip of hers as I dared her to deny it with her lips when her eyes were saying something entirely different.

“You really are fucking insane.”

“Well, I guess that makes two of us, love.”

Her disbelieving giggle was short-lived as I captured it with a passionate kiss, her arms embracing my neck and her legs locking around my waist. She broke the kiss far too quickly and I growled.

“So you’re agreeing? To me moving in? So I can figure this all out?”

She batted her lashes over those pink fucking eyes and gave me her award-winning smile that implied innocence. Beneath the angelic act was my seductive, cunning mate who, it seemed, already had me wrapped around her little finger. I quickly did the maths in my head. I had maybe two more weeks until The Devil came for his monthly cheque.

I groaned, pressing my forehead into hers as my gaze filled with desire. “You are such a stubborn little brat, aren’t you?”

“You’ve only just realised?” She threw her head and laughed so freely when I shook my head at her, showing defeat. A strange sensation of warmth filled my chest. Fuck. What was that? Happiness battling my conscious? If giving her whatever she wanted caused that sound every time, she could have it all.

“We really are insane, aren’t we?” She smiled down at me as I lifted her up by the backs of her thighs to carry her up the stairs to bed.

“If this is insanity, I’ll fucking take it.”

We didn’t make it to bed. In fact, we didn’t even make it up the full flight of stairs before we were semi-naked and too desperate for each other to wait.

I slammed her back against the wall at the same moment I ripped her top over her head, breaking our frantic kissing. Her hands flew down to my fly, unzipping and claiming my rock-hard dick as she squeezed and ran her thumb over my piercings. The sensation caused a guttural moan from my mouth before my lips were back on hers, making me crazed with every stroke of our tongues. Flattening her against the chipped wallpaper, she squirmed against my unyielding body, forcing her exposed, pierced tits pressing into my chest. There really was no better feeling than her soft, delicate skin against mine.

“Do you always get what you want?” I breathed against her lips as her hand worked my throbbing cock.

“Always,” she answered with a sexy smirk, those eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Then what does my stubborn little brat want right now?” My hand cupped one of her tits, flicking her pierced nipple hard, which made her whimper and attempt to arch her back.