The Reaper (Dark Verse, #2)

by RuNyx

“Neither ...

Stalemate. They were both breathing heavily. And then she remembered there were liste...

“They can he...

she remind...

“Let ...

he stated, his nose running alo...

“Let them also listen to what I’m going to do to anyone...

His hand left her hair, coming to the front of her neck, holding her as he did, her pulse...

“I’ll break every single finger of the hand th...

he whispered, writing death over her skin as she looked at them in the mirror, her nipples hard as though his words cares...

“Then, I will slit their throat just on the surface, letting them bleed and howl whi...

he continued, making her shudder both in fear and pleasure, his eyes blazing on her, his hand simp...

“And then I will set them...

She felt ...

“And what if I want them to...

she asked the same question she’d asked Maroni. His lips twitched, his hand pressin...

“You w...

“How do you...

“Beca...

he leaned into her neck, his lips ghosting over her ...

“you come alive only...

Morana shivered, her toes curling into the carpet as her jaw trembled. He was right. Not wanting to be left a step behind, Morana boldly rubbed her hips against his, fee...

“M...

And for the first time since she had known him, she saw a smile crack his face. It was small, just a little curve of lips, but it was genuine and it was there. And it tilted her world on its axis ...

Their eyes, still locked together, had an entire conversation in themselves. His smile dropped slowly by degrees and she shook her head, raising her hand behind her in the mirror, feeling the scruff brush against her palm for the first time. That pushed him over the edge. His other hand pulled the dress up and over her ass as she bent forward, giving him room to move, their eyes connected the entire time. She felt his fingers between her legs, testing her wetness. She was dripping.

“Clean?”

She felt the weight of that one word question in his husky whisper. She knew it would change things, knew it was one step closer together. Wordlessly, she nodded. He nodded his own answer. Just as wordlessly, she felt the tip of him behind her. She went on her toes to get level, canting her hips to ease access for him as his fingers left her, going to under her knee and pulling it up. She balanced her foot on the edge of the dresser, with the other held up on her toes with his strength. His other hand stayed steady on her throat as his eyes stayed steady on hers. She realized it would be the first time she would actually see him when he entered her, the first time he would enter her naked. Anticipation built, her heart thudding in her ears, her skin aware of everywhere they touched and aware of every breath he took. And then he thrust into her suddenly. A loud yelp escaped her as the dresser banged against the wall, her mouth opening on a pant as her walls welcomed him in. The fact that there were listening devices all over the room, the fact that he didn’t care, and neither did she, the fact that just the banging of the dresser would have made people in the house aware of what ...

“N...

he growled. Her eyes opened slightly, finding...

“Say my ...

Her heart stopped. She gulped, aware of him pulsing inside her. His fingers flexed on her throat, so big he encompassed it, the sense of danger and safet...

“Mr. C...

she whispered, her eyes glued to his. He took the skin of her neck betwe...

“N...

“Tristan ...

she muttered. He pinched her clit, making her hips ro...

“Tris...

she sighed, her hands holding the dresser tightly. He rolled his hips, almost blacking her out with the sudden mo...

“That’s the name you’re going to be screaming for a long time, Ms. V...

“Stop talking and fuck me then,...

she challenged. He complied. He started to fuck her in the true sense of the word. The mirror in the dresser started to shake so much it rattled. The sound of the wood plowing a hold in the wall matched the rhythm of him plowing into her. Their eyes remained connected even on that shaky glass as he thrust in and out of her, rolling his hips, alternating. Her walls squeezed him in sync, weeping and clinging to him, the friction inside her spreading fire all over her body. S...

“Tris...

she panted, urging him on, moving her hips to his, watching him. It was erotic, watching him like that, watching herself like that, b...

"Lou...

he ground out between clenched teeth....

"Tris...

she moaned louder, feeling all the ridges on his cock, could feel those pulsing veins, all naked inside her for the first time. He started to rub her clit harder, his hips picking up speed, her knees knocking against the wood as she balanced herself on the toes of one foott and the knee of the other, his hand around her throat holding her up and level. It wasn’t too tight but firm enough to make her feel completely surrounded, completely owned in that moment. She owned him right back, keeping him trapped inside her with every push. Slowly, the fire in her body concentrated on her burning core, her entire body shaking as she started getting light-headed from the overload of sensation. And then she felt his teeth on her neck. Hard. She exploded, screaming as her knees buckled, her balance forgotten, her walls releasing like never before, her heartbeats through the roof, so loud she could feel them thundering everywhere in her body. She could feel her own wetness running down her thighs, her eyes seeking his magnificent blues as he watched her come, committing everything to memory. He pulled out all of a sudden, pushing her down over the dresser, and she saw him stroking his erecti...

“Get rid of the...

With that growled command, he turned on his heel and walked out, locking the door behind him with a click. Morana blinked, all of it too quick for her to process. What the hell had just happened? Her gaze drifted down to the discarded green dress that Maroni had sent her. It was ripped, tattered and had his semen drying on it. A slow smile teased her lips the longer she stared at it. A laugh escaped her, the situation suddenly funny. Picking it up, she walked to the bin in the bathroom and threw it in. Humming quietly to herself, she turned to wash her hands and looked at herself in the mirror...

she had found, under all the madness and chaos, Tristan. Tristan. Just Tristan. She exhaled, her heart squeezing at the giant steps they had taken forward.