Chapter Nine

Lilah

My eyes flutter open, head heavy from being fucked into a near coma, I slowly stretch out my sated limbs and find Than perched on the side of the bed, gazing at me. His wings had already retreated into the shadows around him.

In an unusual show of tenderness, he skims the back of his hand almost lovingly down the side of my face before gripping my chin.

"You are mine, Lilah," the authority in that statement leaves no room for my denial, and I can only smile up at him. The grip on my chin tightens. "You will no longer refuse me what's mine."

I try to nod my head in agreement—because he's right, there's no more denying him anything after this—but his fingers dig into my jaw and he leans down to claim my mouth with pure ownership.

I feel a cool sensation settle against me, enveloping me just as Than pulls away. His eyes linger behind me, conveying his possession of me and something more I can't quite interpret.

Standing, he strides to the door with all the swagger afforded to a God. One last glance back at me before he leaves, one filled with a salacious promise that has my toes curling in anticipation.

The feather light touches up and down my body, rolling over my curves, leave me equally heated and chilled. The memory of Hallis's chilled cum coating my throat after he face fucked me with unbound carnality has desire stirring in me again.

"What he fails to acknowledge," Hallis whispers, his cold hardness pressing against me. My eyes fall closed, and I feel my thighs part with a chilly grip. I inhale sharply when I feel that hardness slip into me from behind, "is that it's you who owns us ."