Darkest Desires by Alessa Hale

Author:Alessa Hale [Hale, Alessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Skye High Publishing
Published: 2023-02-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Gradually, I regain enough of my mind to focus. When I do, I realize I’m being held between them. Trembling in their arms, utterly spent and boneless, a fucked-out mess.

“You okay, sweetheart?” Caelan asks. He’s stroking soothing circles against my hip while Elias holds one of my hands and rubs his thumb over my knuckles.

“Mmm,” I agree.

Caelan snorts lightly. “Is that a yes or a no?”

Elias brushes a strand of my sweat-soaked hair from where it’s sticking to my face. “I apologize, darling. I tried to warn you we could be… rough when our control slips.”

I giggle exhaustedly. He sounds honestly concerned, almost a touch remorseful, and it’s sweet. If unnecessary.

“I knew what I was getting into,” I remind him. “And that was amazing.”

“You don’t mind that—”

“I loved it, Master.”

The worry in his expression fades out, replaced by a flash of smug satisfaction at having me refer to him by that title.

As much as I enjoyed myself, there’s no denying he pushed my limits. I’m still shaking and don’t think I’ll be able to move for a good while yet. I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.

Closing my eyes, I let my head rest limply against Elias’ shoulder, groaning. He’s murmuring to me, vague reassurances, but my head is spinning too much to focus on something as mundane as words. The tone of his voice is enough, as is the comfort of his arm draped over my waist.

Elias gives up talking directly to me after it becomes obvious I’m in no state to reply. Instead, I hear him talking quietly to Caelan over the top of me, playfully snarking at each other and occasionally taking turns to check in on me with a soft kiss or squeeze of my thigh.

“I want to claim you,” Elias says eventually. That’s the first thing that stands out as being worth paying attention to through my daze.

I turn my face to bury against his chest, huffing a short, breathless laugh. “Think you already covered that.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” Caelan comments. At first, I assumed he meant the same as I did, that Elias well and truly fucked me. But then I realize he’s gesturing to something else. My wrist, for example, and a particular spot on my hip.

I raise my arm slightly to look at it, blinking dumbly. My mind still isn’t working enough to process what I see.

There are marks there, like bruises in the distinctive shape of handprints—Elias’ fingers around my wrists where he was pinning me down and where he had been gripping my hips at certain points. But they’re too dark for bruises, almost pure black, and embedded beneath the surface of my skin like a tattoo. His darkness seeped into my veins, and my eyes widen.

“Oh,” I say.

My stomach churns. It is hot. I love being covered in their markings, in bruises and scratches and knife wounds, but this is something different. Something I don’t entirely understand. What even left a mark like that? Elias’ power? The shadow-like black magic that surrounds him when he lets go.

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