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Face contorting with rage, Sevrrn’s hand shot out. He grabbed the front of her slip and gave it a hard jerk, pulling her in close so that he could glare down at her. His pupils had narrowed to thin slits.
“There is nothing another male can do for you that I ca
For a moment they stood like that, both trembling. Madja could hear nothing except her own shallow breaths and the sound of her heartbeat hammering in her ears.
When she got over her own shock, she saw that Sevrrn was just as alarmed as she was. Eyes wide, he released her and took a step back. He stared at his hand and then at her slip, which he had torn. Her gaze moved to his face and Madja recognized another new emotion in them.
Regret.
She knew that it was something he needed to feel, but her first instinct was to soothe him. Taking a step forward, she placed her hands on his face. For the first time, his skin felt cool to the touch.
“I don’t want any other man. I only want you.”
She pulled him down for a slow and gentle kiss. He allowed her to set the pace for a few seconds.
Then, something within him snapped.
Her delicate sense of equilibrium was overturned as he gave her a forceful shove. Too startled to react quickly enough, she went falling fast. Her back hit the floor with a hard thud and all of the breath left her body. Vision blurring, everything temporarily became a haze of gold.
She drew in a breath—to cry?
To scream?
To whimper?
She wasn’t sure, because no sooner were her lungs full of air, Sevrrn was on top of her, kissing her savagely. Sound erupted from within her in the form of a prolonged moan. The noise only incited him further.
His sharp fangs cut her bottom lip, drawing blood. It wasn’t the first time he had done this in a fever of passion, but this time it felt deliberate. While his tongue thrust into her mouth, drowning out protests that weren’t there, his claws raked up her thighs, leaving a trail of burning flesh.
Knowing there was no fighting against him, she did everything she could to calm him. When his canines sunk into her neck, she caressed his face with shaking fingers. When he shoved her thighs apart, she wrapped her arms around his neck. When he shoved her thighs apart and positioned his massive body between them, she whispered soothing words to him.
“It’s okay.”
“I’m here.”
She had every reason to be angry, to feel violated, but she could see beyond his barbaric handling of her body. Chaotic emotions swarmed in the depths of his eyes.
One of his large hands wrapped around her neck. It wasn’t tight, but it didn’t need to be.
Madja remembered the night before, when she had wanted to hurt him. She had wanted to cause him physical pain because she had believed there was nothing she could possibly say that would hurt his heart the way that he was hurting hers.
She wasn’t afraid of him. Sevrrn didn’t want to hurt her. He wanted to show her how she made him feel. She had spent her whole life learning to cope with her humanity, but Sevrrn was drowning in it.
“You are mine.” His beautiful, elegant voice was gone, replaced by the harsh rasp of the dragon.
She placed her hands over his. “You don’t need to do this. You already have every part of me. I’m yours.”
With a low growl of satisfaction, Sevrrn released her neck. His arms moved behind her back to cradle her torso. Then, he thrust himself deep inside of her.
In a startling juxtaposition, he held her in almost tender embrace as his cock thrust in and out of her with a fervor that bordered on violence. Hopelessly overwhelmed, Madja latched onto Sevrrn as tightly as she could, not thinking, only feeling.
The raw energy that usually coursed beneath the surface of his skin came alive. It crackled around him, seeping into her pores and down her throat with each shallow breath she managed to take in. His power amplified the pressure building within her, taking her to a height she had not known existed.
With each thrust inside her tender core, Sevrrn tightened the coil inside of her belly. As the tension mounted, her entire body seemed to tighten in anticipation. Her breasts felt too full and her nipples became taut. Her throat closed and her abdomen clenched.
Abruptly, Sevrrn gave a final, hard thrust. Not quite at her own peak, she felt a flash of disappointment. Then, a shudder ran the length of his massive body. Hot seed poured into her, accompanied by a torrent of power that lit up every fiber of her being. The coil within her snapped as ecstasy tore through her body with the force of a ca
When she came back to her body, Sevrrn was holding her in his arms. Rather than appearing satisfied, he appeared concerned and she realized that she was sobbing. In an effort to reassure him, she pressed a kiss to his damp chest and then buried her head in his neck. She remained like that for a while, letting his otherworldly scent coax her body into a more relaxed state.
After she quit shaking, Sevrrn carried her to the lake. Thoroughly drained, she let him maneuver her like a doll as he washed the sweat, blood, and fluids from her flesh. Once she was clean, he dried her off and took her to her bed. The pile of silks felt glorious on her tortured skin, but Madja vastly preferred the feel of Sevrrn’s warm body as he cradled her.
As he held her, one of his fingers traced a lazy path over her nude form. At first, she thought that he was petting her—something he often did without thinking. But then she noticed he was only touching the parts of her that he had marked. Scratches, bruises, scrapes, and bites.
“I must be more careful next time,” he murmured.
He sounded as though he was talking more to himself than to her, but she responded anyway.
“It doesn’t hurt,” she lied.
“Sometimes I forget how easily you are damaged,” he told her. “I was careless. I will never harm you again.”
Madja’s brows rose. Was that an apology?
Feeling some of her energy return to her, she couldn’t resist testing the boundaries of their new dynamic.
“What if I do something you don’t like? Will you hurt me then?”
“No,” he immediately replied, seeming surprised by his own answer.
“What if I try to leave?”
His face hardened and she almost felt bad. He was already dealing with enough tonight and she’d just thrown him for a loop. But if they had any hope of ever having a real relationship, she had to be something other than his prisoner.
After a brief pause, he asked, “Were I to say no, would you leave?”
It wasn’t quite the answer she’d wanted, but it spoke volumes to the state of his mind.
“As long as you don’t hurt me, I’ll never leave you,” she countered.
He nodded, appearing satisfied for a moment. Then, he looked suspicious.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Why would you stay if you knew I would not hurt you?”
Now, it was her turn to feel vulnerable. “Because I love you. And I think…maybe, just a little, you might love me, too.”
Sevrrn arched a skeptical brow. “What does that even mean, to love someone?”
It means valuing someone above other things, even yourself.
But how did she explain that to a dragon?
Madja swallowed hard. “Would you die for me?”
Sevrrn didn’t hesitate.
“No.”
Coming Soon
As they fall back into their old routine, Madja begins to wonder if it’s enough for her. Can she really spend her life with a man who will always care more about himself than her?