Page 203 of Dark Souls

“I love you too.” I leaned down and pecked his lips before pulling back as he tightened his grip around my body. It was surreal to see them together in their purest form and I didn’t think anything had ever made me feel more content. Heathen’s black curved horns remained but emerged from Luka’s deep red hair. The vines were camouflaged beneath Luka’s ink but created a beautiful shimmering effect on his tanned skin and although it was Luka’s striking face, those completely black demon eyes were eerily alluring.

“How does it feel? To be one again?”

He blinked up at me, thinking about how to answer as he lifted my black top over my head. He dropped it on the floor as I undid my trousers and stepped out of them. Grabbing my hips again, he yanked me forwards, and I straddled his muscular thighs and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Like healing.”

His lips brushed against mine softly, and I let out a calming exhale, realising that hearing those words meant everything. I knew the road to healing would be long and difficult for Luka. But this felt like the first true step in finding the peace his soul deserved. His lips covered mine, nipping and teasing so sensually as I became lost in the taste and feel of him. This kiss was slow and explorative as if we had been parted for centuries and were making up for every second of lost time. When we broke apart, I leaned into his ear and gave him access to my neck.

“Let me help to heal you a little more.”

Without wasting another second, I felt the sharp pinch of his fangs sink into my neck and my hands delved into his hair tightly. I groaned, and my eyes rolled as I felt the blissful sensation of each dominant tug on my vein, the rush of my blood on his tongue and the way his entire body shook with restraint to not ravage me to pieces like his hunger desired. My hips rocked against him, causing my core to press and rub against his quickly hardening cock.

“Yes,” I moaned as one of his hands wrapped around my shoulder and his other gripped my ass cheek, holding me flush against him. When I felt him drinking more erratically, his chest vibrating with each groan against my neck as he lost himself in pleasure, I could feel his strength regaining through our bond and my concern for him dwindling because of it. It was like we were so in sync with each other’s needs that we no longer had to question anything. I could feel his love. His devotion. His ecstasy.

With brute strength, he lifted my ass and filled me with his perfect cock, all the way to the hilt, which caused my head to fall back as I cried out at the delicious pain that quickly sparked immediate heaven through every cell of my body. He didn’t even move. He just kept me there with his arms tightly wrapped around my body and my pussy entirely full of him as I panted through the blinding pleasure he was causing without even fucking me.

When he finally retreated from my neck, my blood dripping down his chin, the evident desire on his face had me nearly coming so hard at the sight.

“You taste so fucking good knowing you’re all mine. Your blood will purely be our bond, our love, forever more. And it makes me so hard.”

My hands travelled over his broad shoulders and down his chest, staring at his face. My own insatiable hunger suddenly peaked just by looking at the blood we now shared all around his lips. His forked tongue slowly lapped across his bottom lip and my veins burned with lust.

‘He has his forked tongue when they are sharing control? Fuck, yes.’

Allowing Rue to the surface, my eyes blazed, and my own fangs snapped down, which caused Luka’s lips to twist into a mischievous smile and Heathen’s black eyes to narrow with challenge. Grabbing his jaw, I kissed him feverishly, moaning when his forked tongue, so powerful and firm, battled against mine. Tasting my own sweet blood in our kiss was an aphrodisiac itself. His hands raked through my hair, tugging it and fisting it, keeping me from moving on his dick. The dick that was currently throbbing and twitching inside me and driving me insane with need. He ripped his lips away from me, leaning back against the wall behind and giving me a mouth-watering view of his rising and falling chest as he breathed ragged breaths.

“Your turn, Snow. Have a taste.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I leaned forward, pressing my exposed tits against his hard chest and biting into his neck. The moment his exquisite blood filled my mouth, I came so fucking hard. My whole body convulsed uncontrollably, which only caused more pleasure because my clit rocked against his groin and his cock applied pressure to my walls with every jolt.

“Ahh fuck, Snow,” he groaned, deep and full of grit. It only had me come harder and drink faster. So hard that I felt him pulse inside me and shudder as his warm cum filled me, leaking out between us as I continued to drink. Just knowing that his blood would be all I needed to satisfy myself for the rest of my life was the most erotic and sacred act. When I broke away, still twitching after that intense orgasm, I stared at his gorgeous face. Our eyes locked as our rapid breaths mingled in the air between us.

“Is this real?” he whispered. Those obsidian eyes had me under their spell as I nodded slowly with a small smile. “Are you really here? Am I really free? I’m not going to wake up in that cave and this has all been a dream?”

“You are free, Red. It’s real.” I ran my fingers through his hair and down one of his horns. “I’m real. You’re real. And this love between us is so fucking real it scares me.”

“Scares you?” He frowned, his dark eyebrows tensing and shifting his piercing on the left to catch the bathroom light.

“It scares me because I never knew I could love like this. I knew love existed. I grew up surrounded by it. But this, us, exceeds it all. Everything I ever thought I knew about love is nothing compared to this. Nothing in this world scares me more than losing it.”

“You will never lose it.” He sat up straighter, wrapping his arms around me and brushing the tip of his nose against mine. “That is impossible. You’re mine for eternity. And I’m yours.”

“I need you both so fucking much. I need you in every possible way. I was so scared I’d lose you.”

He suddenly stood up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and, with his hands on my ass, he carried me into the walk-in shower. I moaned at the movement that caused his dick to shift inside me.

“You have us, Snow.” He pressed my back against the glass and thrust his hips up, sending him deeper inside and causing me to gasp against his lips. His black eyes kept me transfixed as he squeezed my ass firmly, drawing himself out and gliding back inside with delicious tenderness. “If a demon could give their tainted, pitiful soul to a mortal, we’d give what is left of ours to you in a heartbeat.”

I grabbed his face in my hands, forcing him to pause in his movements as I held his gaze. Not for one second more would I let this man talk about himself like he meant nothing.

“Your soul is not tainted or pitiful. You have a beautiful soul, Lukas Heathen Nezera. It may be dark, and it may be fractured, but it will heal in time. And I’d be honoured to own even a single part of it.”

We stared at each other for the longest moment before he dived for my lips, devouring me with intensity. Our hands were everywhere, caressing and clawing at each other’s skin as he moved his hips with slow, meaningful thrusts. “You already own every part of it, Snow. You own every part of us. Our souls. Our heart. Every fucking breath from our lips. You own it all.”

I clung to his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin as he increased his pace, but still his eyes remained on mine, forcing me to share in every sensation through our extraordinary bond. The rest of the world melted away and it was only us. Only this moment, as I got to experience my mate in his purest, most beautiful form. Sweat beaded under his red hair that flopped forwards into his inky eyes and his parted lips allowed for his heavy breathing to blend with mine as the pleasure heightened steadily, building and solidifying every ripple of ecstasy between us. It was the closest I had ever felt to them both. At that moment, we weren’t just fucking. We weren’t even making love. It was something so much more intense. It was three souls binding themselves for all eternity and allowing pure vulnerability to lead the way.

“???? ????? ??????,” he husked in his native language. Without even knowing what he said, but just by the seriousness and hunger of his voice and the intensity of his eyes, I fell apart. I threw my head back against the glass, giving him access to my throat and chest as I felt his bruising kisses across my skin and the nip of his fangs. He kept his incredibly sensual thrusts exactly how I needed them, even when I felt his body tensing and his breathing turned ragged before he came just as hard. With his forehead pressed against my chest and my body wrapped around his like a koala, we both trembled and shuddered in the aftermath of that moment. My hands ran through his hair until he slowly lifted his face to look at me.