Chapter 6

6

DEVA

After a short nap,I’d been almost immediately drawn back to the room I was most familiar with here. The others were seemingly comfortable with me wandering the estate, and now I understood why—somehow they were aware that Grim was here, almost as if he was waiting for me. Of course, I knew that wasn’t the case because there was a slight surprise in his gaze as he looked over me. More so, though, there was something much darker. Something that had my skin lighting up dangerously as I looked around the room, his shadows rolling over my skin in a tempting way.

“Little jaguar, I didn’t expect to see you up already,” he said, a tightness in his expression.

“What were you thinking about just now?” I asked, redirecting because I could tell whatever it was had bothered him—or at least had him trapped in deep thought, his eyes almost stormy with emotion.

As I reached him, I was unsurprised at the way he easily locked an arm around me and twined his other hand through my hair, holding my head still so that I was looking right up at him. His shadows were caressing my skin, and I could feel their sharp, deadly edges that wanted to play with my own.

“About how you escaped from me that night,” he said, his brow dipping. “About how I could only talk to you through a shadowed wall for months. I didn’t like not having access to you, Deva.”

My toes curled as I nibbled my lip in thought. “I could tell. You kidnapped me the minute you found me.”

“And marked you.” His gaze moved down to my neck, disappointment shining there. “Although I hate how that’s faded.”

Examining his lips, I asked a question I’d been wanting to for a while. “That first night, when you met me…what did you think?”

“Of you?” His magic sparked in the air. “I’m not sure I was thinking of anything except for my absolute need to keep you in place.”

Stepping out of his arms with a small amused laugh, I looked around the room, letting my cloak fall to the floor. The heat of the space between us warmed my skin more than enough. “And then what? If I’d let you capture me then?”

I wouldn’t have allowed that, but it wasn’t the first time I’d imagined it. That I had let my mind wander at night, wondering what would’ve happened if I’d allowed him to keep his hands wrapped around me.

Grim appeared behind me, one hand capturing my hip as the other wrapped my jaw and tilted it upward. There was a wild energy to the man right now, one that was a mixture of his magic and something so much more. I shivered at the way his hand tightened on my hip, more than possessive.

“I would’ve locked you away, kept you to myself.” He pressed his lips lightly to mine in a teasing touch. “Convinced you that this is where you belonged.”

A small needy sound left my throat at feeling how hard he was against my ass, his grip tightening even further as I dared to ask, “How? How would you have convinced me, Grim?”

His chuckle was soft and dark as he nipped my lip, causing a moan to leave my throat as his hand slid down from my neck and teased across my breast, running a thumb over the hardened nipple. I moaned his name as my center tightened and squirmed against him, his voice filled with as much need as I felt in the moment. “By making you come enough that you forgot where you were, little jaguar—made you forget you wanted to escape.”

It probably would’ve worked, but I would never let him know that.

“I would’ve left in the middle of the night—ran out and hid,” I admitted breathlessly as he kissed down my neck, his hand on my hip sliding to the edge of my school skirt. I whimpered as he slid his fingers into my panties and was met with just how wet I was, unable to hide my need from him.

“Then I would have hunted you down and tied you up—made sure you could never leave me,” he growled, rolling a finger over my clit in an electrified movement.

“Grim,” I moaned as he withdrew his fingers and popped them in his mouth, letting out a deep rumble that had my knees nearly breaking.

“And then I would have punished you for trying to take away something that’s mine,” he said, shifting me in a sharp turn so I was pressed into him, his hand capturing my jaw as he melded our lips together in a hard, demanding kiss. I felt my entire body light up under his touch, loving the intensity and contrast of his dark, dangerous shadows.

“How would you have punished me?” I tugged away suddenly and stepped back, much like that night when he had wanted me to give the moonstone back. His eyes tracked the movement as the room darkened, the lights flickering and the door closing in the distance.

A small thrill of excitement ran over me as I realized that Grim was letting his magic slip out—that he was going to give me a taste of the power he wanted to exert, the domination he wanted to have over me. I craved it in a way I didn’t even realize was possible, and I found myself even more eager to try to run from him, to try to fully pull that piece of him out.

“Don’t move away from me, little jaguar. I’ve warned you about this—I’ll always catch you,” he said softly, his shadows suddenly appearing behind me in a wall. I ran my fingers over it and let my own shadows push past it, allowing me to step back further, a small smile tugging on my lips in victory.

“Like I said, very active imagination,” I teased, deciding to really go for it. “If I don’t want you to catch me—you won’t.”

In a flash I was gone, using my shadow magic to appear on the other side of the room, a deep rumble leaving Grim’s chest. The entire space was filled with his shadows, creating an almost eerie effect as they seemed to bleed out from the walls and floors. I inhaled sharply, loving the aggression rolling under his skin, and when his voice echoed through the space, it was rougher than normal. “You don’t want to play this game, Deva—after everything today, I’m liable to take exactly what I want from you.”

I loved the sound of that.

Keeping quiet, I moved through the dark rows of shelves without a noise, hearing his own footsteps moving towards me. I felt an exhilarated sense of excitement that he was stalking me—trying to hunt me—and I had no doubt that it wouldn’t take much for him to catch me. Especially because I wanted to be caught.

“Or maybe that’s what you want,” Grim offered, his voice closer than before as I easily slipped down another aisle of shelves.

And what if it was?

A muffled scream left my throat as Grimshaw appeared behind me, my thoughts having echoed through the space instead of staying internal. I whimpered as I was suddenly turned and pressed against the end of the bookcase, my hands up and captured by one of his, the other holding my hip hostage, his eyes dark and filled with a predatory edge I loved.

Dipping his head, he skimmed his lips across my own and spoke in a heated tone. “Then you better know what you’re asking for.”

“You,” I answered. “I’m asking for you, Grim.”

“Fuck,” he growled and slammed our lips together, pressing his massive frame into my much smaller one as his shadows collapsed around us, cocooning us in a shelter of darkness only broken by the flickering light-storm that my lunar magic was creating in reaction.

“Grab the bookcase,” he demanded sharply as he released my hands, my instinct to listen to him damn near immediate as my fingers wrapped around the edges. I moaned as he tugged on my shirt, the middle splitting to reveal a black lace bra. A nearly feral noise left his throat, his rough fingers toying with the center until it snapped as well, his shadows immediately swarming my skin in teasing touches that had my entire body trembling with anticipation.

Although that sensation was nothing compared to the sight of Grim going down on his knees in front of me, pulling my leg over his shoulder. My hands immediately dug into his hair as he tugged my panties to the side and buried his face against my pussy.

“Grim!” I cried, my head falling back with both relief and pure pleasure at his touch, my body going weak. The way his tongue moved across my heated flesh and the way he seemed to both savor and want to absolutely dominate me had my clit pulsing dangerously, making me know that I was already close to coming all over his lips.

Suddenly, his magic seemed to really turn far more solid, and I shuddered as his shadows played over my hardened nipples and caused shivers to roll out across my skin. The weight of them had me feeling like I was pinned down, and the possessive, dominant force only made me far wetter as Grim’s tongue pressed inside of me, fucking my center as my legs trembled with the onslaught of pleasure. Holy shit, I had no idea shadows could be used like this.

“What are you—” I nearly cried out in protest as he pulled back and flashed me a dark smile, elated with my reaction before kissing me hard, our combined taste so damn erotic. The sound of his belt being undone had me shivering in anticipation as he easily scooped me up and pinned me against the endcap of the bookcase.

“Greedy, I like it,” he teased, biting my lip harder than before, probably leaving a mark. “But I need you to come around my cock. As much as I love your taste, I’ve been dreaming about you wrapped around me for far too fucking long, Deva.”

Without a moment of hesitation his massive cock speared my center and I moaned, my eyes closing in relief at the way he seemed to fill me completely in one deep push. The sensation rendered me breathless, and when he bit down hard on my neck I immediately climaxed around him, unable to stop the cry of his name after being so on edge from his mouth on me.

I caught my breath as he sucked on the skin, and my climax had me completely melting around him, my body welcoming the intrusion as I tried to shift, wanting to feel him pump in and out of me.

“Fuck,” Grim groaned, pulling back just slightly, pressing his forehead against my own. “You are going to be the death of me, I can fucking feel it.”

“Only if we die like this,” I said, my smile cut off as he pulled back and slammed into me hard, causing me to tremble at the way white-hot pleasure prickled every inch of my skin. Holy fuck, this was intense.

“I would die one hundred times over like this and then come back because there is no fucking way I’m leaving from between your legs,” Grim growled. His shadows pressed forward, his hips pulling back just slightly, before he snapped. I cried out, moaning in relief as he began to piston in and out of me, fast and hard, causing my legs to shake as I let my weight drop onto him, wanting to feel every inch of his length.

He was completely buried inside of me, and I had allowed his magic to eclipse my own so that the only thing I was breathing, the only thing I was feeling, was Grimshaw.

It was fucking euphoric.

The room seemed to shake around us, and I could feel my own magic building to a nearly explosive level, rolling under my skin as if my shadows, but more so my lunar magic, wanted to join in on the fun. When Grimshaw kissed me hard I begged him to let me come, although my words were muffled.

“I want you to come when I’m filling you up,” he growled in a dark tone. “You’ll let me do that, won’t you, little jaguar? Fill this pussy with my cum?”

Holy fuck.

“Yes.” My fingers tightened on his shoulders, the scent of blood making me realize I’d broken skin. I moaned as he let out a feral noise and fucked me even harder into the bookcase before slamming into my one last time, so damn hard it had me not only climaxing but releasing a surge of magic that blasted through the space. My magic bounced off the walls of the shadow space he’d created, my power splintering into his shadows and then coursing back through me. I cried out at the overcharged sensation as he roared my name and stilled, buried to the hilt inside of me, filling me with his cum.

I wasn’t positive that moving was a possibility, so I hung in his arms as he pressed his lips against mine in a delicate yet demanding kiss before pulling back just slightly, my vision almost hazy from the explosion of power.

“I love you.”

His words were simple yet so damn confident, causing me to surge forward and kiss him, a pained groan leaving his throat as he slid back into me, causing a shiver of over-sensitization to roll through me.

“I love you,” I whispered. “I didn’t realize I could love, Grim…not like this. Not this intensely.”

Grim’s eyes ran over my face, and his next words had me feeling a sense of contrasting exhilaration and comfort. “I will never let anyone take you from me, Deva. I will kill anyone who has harmed you. I won’t rest until you can wake up knowing that the world is safe for us and our future.”

My eyes pricked as I nodded, feeling the truth he was surrounding me with—the vow he was swearing. His kiss was loving as he finally pulled back and gently set me down, his eyes running over my frame and my neck. I had a feeling I had a mark there…but that was just a guess.