Into His Dark by Angel Payne

Author:Angel Payne [Payne, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780991011872
Publisher: Angel Payne Writes, LLC
Published: 2015-02-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

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“Sevette.”

I already had a list of things the man did to turn my bloodstream into a parade of need—but that endearment in my ear, whispered with that blend of aroused and imperious, turned everything into a five-keg party with a live band on the roof. And when he twisted a big hand into the elastic of my panties, yanking brutally on the soaked fabric—

Ohhh, hell.

Party. On.

I gasped hard. He growled harder. For one awesome moment, we weren’t here trying to forget the bigger world above, the bigger rules we were bending. We were just a couple of dorks at a fraternity rager, hornier than hell for each other in the rumpus room. I shivered as my new arousal met the air, awakening everything between my thighs with wet, warm tingles.

Evrest hurled the torn fabric atop my discarded bra, a couple of feet away. But as he murmured again into my ear, illicit tone betraying it as more filthy Arcadian, I forgot about the clothes. The room. Maybe even my name. It was him. Only him. The only world I needed to comprehend, the only fire I needed across the landscape of my thoughts, feelings, sensations.

I showed him so by sliding my body tighter to his. My hands tunneled into his hair as he roamed his own up my body, conquering me in hot, possessive sweeps.

When he got to my breasts, he took them from below. His deep wolf’s growls set the tone as he cupped me, squeezed me, savored me. “C’est parmel. Et douli. My perfect, sweet sevette…”

“Yes.” I arched for him, needing more of that raw canine carnality. His fingernails, marking my soft flesh, were the hungry beasts I craved. “Yes…oh please…yes.”

I cried out the last word, rejoicing as he finally tugged at my nipples. He’d been teasing at them for so long, when what I’d really needed…was this. Stabs of perfect pain, forcing me outside my mind…into my soul. The caverns of my own spirit called, dragging me in, echoing with my moan as he pinched a little harder.

Damn Damn. Sweet, sharp pinches. Tingling, zinging aftermath. My brain strained at its moorings of lucidity…again.

“It is good, Camellia?”

From panty-ripping Conan to devoted Casanova…that was my Evrest. No. Not yours. Not ever. Enjoy all his facets now, because this is all you’ll ever get. The only night you have left.

There was no better conclusion to firm my resolve.

“Yes,” I answered. “Oh God, yes…”

“The little stings…turning your tits into such delicious red berries for me…those are good, too?”

Frantic nod. “Ohhhh, yes. Really good.”

“Mmmm.” He twirled my engorged tips between his thumbs and forefingers. “I believe I agree.”

I pulled in a deep breath. Windows of opportunity didn’t get much better than this, especially when opened by the man who forever redefined my standards for passion. Evrest Cimarron…he’d be the one I’d never forget, as long as I existed on this planet. The lover who’d consume my mind and drench my sex even when I was blowing out the candles on my hundredth birthday cake.

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