Page 222 of Shadowblood Souls: The Complete Series

“There are so many things I’ve imagined doing with you. So many things I want to try.”

I beam up at him, tracing the ridges of his impressive chest through the thin fabric of his tee. “We can do all of them—tonight or later. I’m looking forward to everything.”

He pauses and catches my gaze. “Did you like everything we did last time? Everything that happened… even at the end?”

A flush deepens the ruddiness of his peachy-brown cheeks. I think I know what he’s talking about—the sudden, intense fullness that stretched my pussy right as he came.

It was one of the headiest sensations I’ve ever experienced. I grin up at him. “Absolutely.”

His eyes gleam with relief and renewed hunger. “I—you still have the birth control implant the guardians put in, right?”

I break into a laugh. “I’d be having a lot less fun with all of you if I didn’t.”

Zian grins back at me and skims his fingers to the hem of my shirt so he can tug it upward. I raise my arms to let him peel it off, but once he’s flung it aside, he hesitates again and simply gazes down at my partly bared body.

I caress his face, so much love filling my chest that it condenses into the sweetest of aches. “You don’t have to hold back with me. You know that, right? I might be a shrimp, but this body is just as strong as yours.”

A hint of amusement sparks in Zee’s dark gaze. “The strongest of all of us.”

“Well, I don’t know about that. But it could be interesting to see just how well-matched we are.” My grin comes back. “You were always my favorite sparring partner.”

Zian sputters a laugh that has another growl mixed in and bows his head to claim my mouth.

Between kisses, I yank off his shirt too.

When I arch up so he can unclasp my bra, he steals the opportunity to bring his mouth to my breasts.

We might not have had much chance to practice this particular act yet, but the lap of his eager tongue and the scrape of his teeth have me gasping in an instant.

My fingers clutch at his smooth hair. Zian groans and sucks my other nipple into his mouth.

My hand traces down his chest toward the bulge behind his jeans. I can’t quite reach it, but when I lift my knee to stroke against it, my wolfish lover mumbles a heated curse against my skin.

“I don’t want to wait,” he rasps, groping for the fly of my cargo pants. “We took it so slow before. Now I just need to be inside you.”

At the graze of his fingertips over my dampened panties, a pulse of pleasure radiates from my core. I whimper my agreement.

Zee pulls my pants off, and I wriggle out of my panties. He lowers his head over my cunt with a sound that’s almost a snarl. “But first…”

He swipes his tongue over my slit. Bliss rushes up from my clit, and a cry quavers from my lips.

Zian hums his approval at my response, the vibration only heightening the sensations he’s provoking. He devours my pussy whole, like it’s a meal he’s waited all his life to enjoy, and I can’t do anything but buck against his mouth and swallow the moans that would ring through the entire mansion.

Plenty of urgent noises leak from my lips anyway. I shudder and clutch at Zian, riding out wave after wave of delight.

He lifts his head with a gush of ragged breath and licks his lips. Fanged points glint within his mouth.

His question comes out haltingly. “When we— Will it always be like the first time? With our powers coming out?”

Memories swim up of my more recent interludes with the other guys. “No. It’s just the first time that’s particularly intense.” I pause, and a smile I suspect looks a little wicked crosses my face. “But you can let out the wolf-man as much as you want. I liked it.”

A rumble thrums from Zian’s chest. His expression turns speculative, and then he wraps his arm around me to flip me onto my hands and knees.

My breath gusts out of me. He dapples my back with scorching kisses as he sheds his jeans, and then he delves his hand between my legs.

“You think you can take all of it?” he murmurs.

A giddy shiver passes through my body. Zian is big everywhere .

But I wasn’t lying when I said I loved sparring with him during our old training sessions in the facility. Pitting my compact strength against his brawn was always a thrill.

I don’t see why this should be any different.

“Everything you can give me,” I reply.

His choked sound of need spills across my spine with a huff of breath. Then he’s nudging the head of his cock between my thighs.

Fuck, it’s good. I couldn’t be more wet for him, and the stretch of accommodating his girth has me panting for more. Pleasure zings through every nerve.

I can’t restrain a keening that’s close to a whine. My fingers dig into the pillow they’re braced against. “Go as hard and fast as feels good. I’ll be right here with you.”

Zian lets out a hiss that might contain a curse and thrusts deeper into me. I moan and spread my legs wider to give him access.

As he grasps my hip, he starts building a rhythm. He pounds into me with increasing force, each thrust a little faster than the one before.

The impact radiates through my muscles with a blissful burn. I sway back to meet him—and jolt forward with each smack of our bodies colliding.

My forehead nearly bangs against the headboard. I lift myself against it, folding my arms over the curved wooden edge and holding on as if for dear life.

Zee groans and reaches around me to palm one breast. The wolfish claws he’s partly extended nick my skin with pinpricks of the sharpest bliss.

“Love this feeling,” he mutters against my back. “Love you . My Riva.”

I let out an inarticulate noise of agreement. “Love you too. Feels so good, Zee.”

He groans and slams into me even harder. My body rocks to meet him, absorbing the force and the rising bliss that comes with it.

As the pleasure swells inside me, the headboard shakes in my grip. I clutch it tighter and push myself back into Zian’s thrusts, hungry for even more.

His hand on my hip tucks around to stroke my clit, and more delight sweeps through me. At my breathless cry, he flicks a claw right over that sensitive spot just as he drives home yet again.

My vision shatters with a blaze of white. Ecstasy whirls through me like a hurricane.

I’m soaring on the high of pleasure, vaguely aware of Zian’s muscles bulging larger above me, a snarled groan on his lips, a sense of something monstrous but still him following me over the edge. Then my pussy throbs with a deeper strength as the base of his cock expands inside me.

Like it did that first time.

The thickened bulge presses against the ring of muscle around my opening with the same heady burn as before and sends me spiraling into a fresh rush of bliss. If that’s part of his wolf-man shift, then I’ll welcome it every time.

As our movements slow, Zian keeps holding me, swaying with me. He stays buried deep inside me as if locked in place by that thickened ring.

I relax into the sensations, letting them flow through me in giddy ripples. When Zee dips his head to kiss my shoulder, I hum happily.

“No one else fills me quite like you do,” I murmur, glancing over at him.

The wolfish cast that came over his face is fading. A flush that’s more than just the exertion creeps up his neck at my remark.

Then he hugs me against his chest. “It means you’re literally stuck with me, at least for a little while.”

A giggle tumbles from my lips. “I have no problem with that at all.”

The surface beneath my hands wobbles. I raise my head, releasing the headboard with one hand to swipe at the sweaty strands of hair clinging to my forehead.

The top section of the wooden slab topples over onto the pillow in front of me. I freeze, my jaw dropping open.

“Um… I think I broke your bed.” It’s split with a crack that formed along the grain of the wood. A crack I’m pretty sure didn’t exist before I grabbed hold of the thing.

Zian peers at it alongside me. Then a deep chuckle resounds from his chest. “Don’t know your own strength, huh.” He nuzzles the back of my neck. “I’ll take part of the blame. But somehow I don’t think Rollick will be that upset about it.”

Knowing the demon, he’ll probably find it amusing. I nudge the broken piece up against the remaining headboard and sag into the covers. “When we have our own house, we’ll have to get stronger beds.”

If only all our problems came with such a simple solution.