Page 66 of Nightshades

All of it can wait.

His kiss is much softer than I expected it to be. It’s still rough from the sharp points of his fangs grazing against my lips, and the strength he holds in his kiss alone is something new for me.

But I love it.

He is exactly what I have craved my entire life. The thrill. The adrenaline. The fear. I never thought it was because I’m meant to be more. I’m meant to belong to a monster.

To Shade.

His tongue is thicker and longer than mine, twisting around mine with dominance. The roots binding me loosen, helping me down until I can stand on my own, which breaks our kiss.

He growls with every rise of his chest, the black pools of his eyes hooded with lust. Without saying a word, he picks me up, slamming my back against the wall, then wraps my legs around his waist.

I can’t focus. I’m lightheaded. Looking down at my arms, I’m still bleeding, yet I can’t feel my body.

Am I still dreaming? What if the only time I can see him is in my dreams?

“Mine,” he snarls, grabbing his cock and guiding it to my pussy.

If my eyes could fall out of my head from shock, they would. There’s no way he is going to fit inside me. His cock is as wide as his wrist and at least two feet in length, if not more.

His claws dig into my scalp, grip my hair, yanking my head back, and Shade strikes. His fangs sink into my neck, dragging the blood directly from my vein. My body heats, an intense fever that has a sweat breaking out over my body.

I don’t know what’s happening to me. I can’t move my arms or legs, but I can feeleverythingelse.

Whenhis tongue brushes against mine, when the tips of his claws bite into my skin, when he pulls blood from me, it’s all sensations causing my brain to short-circuit.

I don’t think this is real.

He retracts his fangs, a root wrapping around my throat in a tight vise. I gasp for breath, blood rushing to my head.

“One day you will want me the way I want you,” he sneers, grabbing his cock and pushing it against my pussy that struggles to stretch for him. “But you will learn to.”

Unable to move my head, I peer down, my stomach twisting when I see what else is down there. The teeth are sharp,retracting in a way that reminds me of a bite. Something long and wire-like unravels from the base of his cock, a bright light glowing at the very tip.

It stretches to the length of his cock, entering me as Shade does. He is too big. Too thick. Too much. I try to beg him to stop, to not go any further, but I can’t speak. Whatever he did to me has rendered me useless.

“You’re going to take every fucking inch of me too. It will hurt, but you won’t be able to beg me to stop.” He grips my chin, a smug smirk tugging his lips. “And I am glad you can’t.”

He drives inside me in one full thrust, uncaring that he is too big for my body. Blood drenches his cock as he tears my insides apart.

“Oh, isn’t that a pretty sight?” He moans, drifting his finger across the end of his shaft. “Christening what belongs to you, Little Dream?” Shade chuckles, sucking his finger into his mouth. “As you should. I’m all yours.”

And that terrifies me.

His nostrils flare. “So much fear. If you keep smelling that good, I’m not going to lasttt,” he hisses the last word again, his voice being possessed by the nightmare.

I can’t breathe. He stretches me beyond belief.

I feel him everywhere.

In my skin, threatening my bones, tearing any organ that is in his way.

The fin on his back tenses, spiking into sharp points with every thrust he gives me. Blood begins to pool in my mouth, and I try to scream, but I’m silenced due to the poison in my system.

He’s killing me.

He sniffs the air again, growling. “You love being in death’s grip, don’t you?”