When Darkness Ends(Guardians of Eternity,book 12)(62) by Alexandra Ivy
“Cyn,” Fallon breathed, her fingers tangled in his hair as she arched beneath him. “Please.”
He shuddered, the violent urge to sink his veins into her flesh an overwhelming need.
His every instinct was screaming to mark this woman, to complete the mating so she would be bound to him for all eternity.
Instead he buried his face in the champagne scent of her silken hair, increasing the tempo of his thrusts.
Until Fallon was willing to accept that they were destined to be together he wouldn’t force the issue.
She’d spent her entire life being bullied by the men who were supposed to respect her. She’d been told what she could and couldn’t do.
She had to come to him freely.
“Please what, princess?” he roughly demanded, trailing his lips down her collarbone. “What do you need?”
Her fingers tightened in his hair, her hips lifting off the mattress to meet him stroke for stroke.
“I need . . .” Her words broke off in a strangled groan as his lips found the tip of her breast. “You. Just you.”
He used his tongue to lash the sensitive nub, treasuring her soft moan.
He might not own her heart—at least not yet—but her exquisite body was his.
“You’ve got me,” he teased, sliding his hand between their bodies to find the precise spot of her pleasure. “And I’ve got you.”
“Yes.” She yanked his hair as she went rigid with pleasure beneath him, her inner muscles squeezing his cock as she came with a violent force. “Oh . . . yes.”
Cyn surged up to take her lips in a savage kiss, giving one last thrust as his orgasm slammed into him.
“And I’m not letting you go,” he murmured against her mouth, the words so soft he wasn’t sure she could even hear them.
With a last lingering kiss, he allowed his hands to run over her slender body. The need to maintain a physical connection with Fallon was an unbearable ache.
Until they mated . . .
No. With a last nuzzle against her throat, Cyn forced himself to untangle his body from Fallon’s lingering hold.
He couldn’t dwell on his primitive urges.
Once the threat to the world was over and the good guys had succeeded, he intended to do a full-throttled, good old-fashioned courtship.
He would win her heart, and then he would earn her soul.
Climbing off the bed, he reached for the cell phone he’d left on the small table, not surprised to discover there was a message from Dante.
The younger vampire had no doubt been intrigued by Cyn’s cryptic voice mail.
“Dante’s at the front gate,” he murmured.
With the liquid grace that always managed to fascinate him, Fallon slid off the bed and swiftly began pulling on her clothes.
Cyn hid a grimace as his body instantly hardened. God Almighty. His intense reaction to this female was almost embarrassing.
Turning to hide his fully erect cock, he slid on his jeans and sweater, shoving his feet into his boots before turning back to watch Fallon pull her hair into a long, complicated braid.
“There’s no need to travel with me,” she said, no doubt sensing his reluctance. “It must be getting close to dawn in Chicago.”
What would she say if he told her that his reluctance had nothing to do with going to pick up Dante, and everything to do with leaving the protection of his lair?
Not only was there an unknown magic-user out there with enough power to kill a vampire and compel the Commission, but there were any number of other dangers that were always lurking in the dark.
And if he forced himself to be entirely honest, there was a part of him that was suddenly remembering that the prince she’d so recently intended to marry was going to be far too near for Cyn’s peace of mind.
It wasn’t that he was jealous . . .
Oh hell. Of course he was jealous.
Fallon could say all she wanted about her engagement being nothing more than a duty, but the fact was that she’d been planning to spend the rest of eternity with the too-pretty prince.
What if Magnus had a change of heart?
What if he decided that he wanted to reclaim Fallon as his fiancée?
The mere thought made his fangs ache to rip a chunk out of the prince of priss.
“We don’t know that your fiancé won’t decide to cause trouble,” he muttered, his tone sour.
She gave a startled blink. “What could he do?”
“I don’t want him anywhere near you.”
Something that might have been disappointment darkened the magnificent amber of her eyes.
“You don’t trust me?”
Realizing he’d managed to wound her, Cyn stalked forward, cupping her chin to force her to meet his fierce gaze.
“More than I’ve ever trusted anyone in my very long life,” he said. “But right now I can’t allow you out of my sight.”
She studied his tense expression. “I don’t understand.”
He knew better than to try to explain that a vampire on the cusp of mating was like a rabid animal when a male tried to get to close to his woman.
She already knew that vampires could be savage creatures. He didn’t want to terrify her with his inner berserker.
“You will,” he promised, lowering his head to press a quick kiss to her lips before he was straightening to regard her with a brooding gaze. “We should go.”
She gave a shake of her head, pulling away from his grasp to head out of the room.
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