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“I’m gonna fucking marry you,” he growls before burying himself to the hilt. He empties all his soul into her before unconsciousness takes him.
“You’re it, little fawn,” he says. “My world.”
“I love you too,” he tells her. His heart is racing faster than it does with a gun to his head. It moves in sync with her own.
He can kill this woman. It’s easy. It’s in his blood; it’s who he is. He’s spent more than a decade knowing this. He can kill her, and Sadie will never have to know the things he does to keep her safe. Because he would kill a thousand innocent people for just another day with her under open skies.
A world without her seems inconceivable. A world without waking up to her weight on top of him and to her heartbeat reminding him there’s some soul to him still. He’s greedy for this. For her.
Ridge is the most powerful being he’s ever come across and still, her sweetness and her love conquer him. She’s gonna housetrain him, gonna domesticate some of his spirit. Gonna make him a father to a whole fucking litter of freckled wolves. All while he whispers sweet nothings with her blood in his mouth.
“Gonna kill that devil of yours,” he says. “Gonna eat his fuckin’ marrow, and he can tell me how strong he thought he was over his own screams.”
He wonders if he can soften his teeth enough to let her sit on his face and smother him with her scent and flavor. He’d take sandpaper to them and wait for his next turn to heal.
“Should take you to city hall,” he says, gripping her thighs and grinding her against him. “Marry you there, Sadie Lindal.” “Mm,” she says, pressing her hands to his chest. “Do you even know my last name, Ridge?” “Don’t intend to have you keep it,” he states, pushing up the hem of her dress.
He wants to fuck her, sure, but he wants to eat at her too. She should sit on his face anyway, even if it’s like sitting on knives. He can let her blood and her cum pour down his throat.
She’s darling, like this. Like she doesn’t know how the sun and the earth and all his thoughts circulate around the way her cheeks dimple when she smiles.
“But my little fawn, you’re prettier than the ocean. More beautiful than the blue mountains back home and more than a cloudless night with a full moon and the galaxy behind it. Never met a person who could put those sights to shame until I met you.”
“Kneel on my shoulders,” he murmurs, a moan edging his throat. “What?” she laughs. “Want you to straddle my fucking face,” he growls.
Wright laughs. “Jesus, boy. Should I ask what y’all have been up to this week?” “Worship,” Ridge quips. “God, that woman’s cunt is like honey wine, fresh blood, and sunlight.”
“Her voice is my favorite sound, brother. Want to take her everywhere in the country just to watch her light up at the sights… Damn, they write poetry for this.” Poetry he read in Jess’s books, is what he doesn’t say. But it’s true. He loves her so irreparably it makes him think he can be a better man. It set off a flood in him, from a well that seems endless now.
Wants to pin her wrists behind her back and fuck her like he did in that church, in front of everyone so they know how good she is for him. But then he’d have to kill them for seeing her, and eight people make for a lot of wasted food. He’s never tried refrigerating a body, though. Wonders if that might work.
“You’re fucking filthy with my cum. My god, it’s dripping out of you. Why didn’t you tell me when you were walking through those aisles that your sweet fucking thighs were drenched with my seed?”
“You should have told me. You should have said, ‘Ridge, your seed is dripping from my perfect cunt and I need you to fuck more into me. Need you to flood me with it so I can have your fucking babies.’”
“Look at me,” he tells her darkly. “I’m gonna finish in your mouth, Sadie. You’re gonna walk out of this store holding my cum between your lips until I tell you to swallow.”
“I’m gonna breed you tonight, little fawn,” he says, fucking her so hard it shakes the railing. Shakes the porch. Shakes the world around her and all its night stars. “Gonna knot inside you and keep my cum there till sunup. Everything you do’s gonna be with our baby in mind, understand that?”
“You caught me,” she whispers. “Always,” he growls.
She thinks, as her pleasure peaks high into the night, as she arches so intensely that her head digs into the grass, of how soft his lips are when they lavish her like this. She thinks, even cursed, that she is the luckiest woman to ever live.
She sleeps with him inside of her. Only an hour at a stretch because when one of them wakes up, they start again. By the time the sun rises, she’s covered in cuts from the rocks and the weeds and his mouth and she’s convinced he is born of both the earth and the ocean, and that he’s never been human, and that she hasn’t either.
“You want to find someone bad she won’t mind killin’,” Wright says. Ridge nods. “Someone you’d kill.” “You’re also fuckin’ hungry,” Wright says. “I’ll eat the prey, I figure,” Ridge says. A devious smile flickers across his face suddenly. “Mm. I like that. Eating someone she’s killed.”
“Repeat: every fucking day, I will wake to you,” he says, his voice so low she feels it in her spine. “And I will sleep with your cum inside me.”
“Heaven is here. In the space between the two of us.”
It’s the only thing he can do anymore, isn’t it? Fuck her. Love her. Wait for her to die.
“What would make you want to stay?” he snaps. “Because I’ll give it to you, Sadie. If you want to live in the city, I’ll shove cotton in my ears and breathe through my mouth. If you want the ocean, I’ll cut a river through the state and bring it to the farm! But if you want to die-”
“If you want to die, let me kill you,” he groans. “Knowing it will destroy all of me that matters. Knowing that for any world I try to give you, you are the borders and the heart of mine. You are everything…”
“You are my gravity,” he says, his voice a near-growl. “You are my sky, my fucking ocean, my moon, my air. You’re my religion. You’re what I reach for, don’t…”
“Don’t leave me,” he breathes. “Don’t take yourself away from me.”
He’s never been more horrifying. But she’s never been more conscious of how in love with him she is. He’s strong. He defies the laws of his kind. Even Wright doubted him but he was foolish for it. The world is Ridge’s dominion, even the parts that include himself.
