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I ain’t yucking your yum, but you never could have handled our wild girl.”
She had her moon mates, but she had me too. I was good for blowing seeds at least, so if that was what she needed now, I’d fill my lungs and give her all I had to give.
I moved to sit beside her, my legs swinging as I took her hand in mine, and she blinked up at me, gazing into my eyes and seeking something there I didn’t dare to hide. Let her see me, why not? Let her peel my skin from my bones and pick through each box until she finds out that I’m a monster made of many malevolent things. Let her find my wasted heart among them all too, discarded like the trash I’d often thought it to be and take it into her palm, caress it, stoke life back into its rotten core.
“Kiss me now, pretty one,” I urged. “Let me scatter them seeds to the breeze. At least for a moment.” “I think sometimes you see me like no one else quite does,” she whispered. “You see the lesions on my heart, Sin Wilder.” “That’s where I love you deepest, Rosa,” I growled and she leaned into me at last.
“I will not forget this boon you have granted me. And I will be your loyal friend if ever you are in need of one.”
I liked the red but I preferred the black of her natural colour, the darkness suiting her best, dressing her up in swathes of night sky even on the brightest of days so that she could always appear close to the moonlight.
“You’re one and the same,”
“You are mine, Roary Night,” I said into that kiss. “My love for you withstood the walls of Darkmore. It persisted in the years which parted us and grew with every moment I have claimed in your arms since. Don’t you dare try to shut me out now. Lion or not, you’re mine. Do you understand that?”
“I want your cock so deep in me that I can’t breathe for the feeling of it consuming me. I want you to take me and remind yourself that there is one thing in this world which you will always own no matter what.”
“I want you like this with fur or fangs, Roar,” I panted. “You can feel the truth of it. I’m so wet for you. You have no idea how many nights I lay awake thinking of you while you were locked up in Darkmore, my hand where yours is now, your name on my lips as I made myself come for you.”
“I used to lay in the dark and do this every night with your name on my lips,” I panted, driving my fingers inside my cunt again, moaning louder, my hooded eyes on his. “Are you going to make me do it again, Roary? Or are you going to come here and show me how much better your fingers feel than mine? How much better your cock feels than my imagination ever could have predicted? You can have me any way you want me, amore mio. On my knees with your dick sliding down my throat or on all fours while you take me from behind – You’re the only Alpha I think I’ve ever fantasised about like that, you
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“I love you, Rosalie,”
My body tightened again, pleasure burning through me so hot that I was afraid I might combust in it, my need for him, every fantasy and desire all coming to this truth – I was his and he was mine.
Because I had dreamed of Roary Night for far too long for fate to ever allow us anything other than our happily ever after.
‘if I am the moon then you are the force that holds me up’,”
“Sei un dolce piccolo idiota,”
“Non scappare mai da cuori e braccia aperte,”
“They tried to destroy you but here you stand, Roary Night. A free man who survived the impossible. That’s all I see when I look at you. Well, that and the Fae who owns my heart. Who was worth every struggle it took to return him to my side.” “You confound me,” I said in a low voice, though there was no denying the burning love in her eyes. I cherished that love more than anything I had claimed in my life.
“We’re brothers,” he said passionately. “If you’d returned here as a swamp rat, you’d still be my swamp rat. There’s no form you could take that would change that.”
Our panted breaths merged between us, the way we moved together this beautiful sin which I never wanted to stop committing.
“No, Sin,” I repeated and that frown smoothed out, his mouth closing on mine as he offered me a kiss far sweeter than his usual desire-ridden claiming. There was relief in that kiss, honesty and hope and…love.
“The darkest ones lay deep. That’s the risk, pretty one. If you want to dance with the devils in me, be ready to face the worst my soul has to offer. It’s where the predator inside me waits, where the reaper within sits with patience, where the hungriest pieces of me await their next meal.”
“Non nasconderti da me, amore mio,” I murmured. Don’t hide from me, my love.
“How dare you,” he snarled. “I’m an Acrux, a Dragon, a- “Cunt,” I finished for him then lunged, sending fire spiralling towards his face to blind him while circling around the back of him at speed, readying to snap his neck with my bare hands.
“Take me then! Cut me open and see what’s inside but beware, little fiends, for once you open the cage of my flesh, you’ll find nothing inside but a curse waiting to deliver itself upon your sorry souls. For I am Sin Wilder, creature of candied chaos and all those who cross me end up in bloody pieces.”
And peace found me through the love burning in her eyes. Because if there was one thing in this world that had been worth giving everything for, it had been her. Forever her.
“Maybe,” she said at last. “Not yet. And I’m not sure what way I want that all to look. But maybe.” “I like maybes. They taste like change and change is always exciting.”
“A morte e ritorno,” I said because it felt like we really had gone to death and back to claim this sanctuary and I was determined to relish every moment of life we had claimed for our own.
