His Dark Obsession

61. Taking Steps

EVANGELINE.

I feel the heat of the morning sun warm my skin, and I open my eyes slowly. I’m

enclosed in Zedkiel’s arms, and I feel so warm and protected. Despite everything that

has happened, I know I’m safe here.

Taking a moment to admire him as he sleeps, I observe him. His face is calm and stressfree. Well, almost, he still has that slight frown on his forehead. His plump lips are

perfect, and I want to reach up and kiss them, but his grip on me is too tight for me to

shuffle at all.

So, I stay still, simply admiring him.

We’re mates… I slowly place my hand on his bare waist, feeling him stir slightly, but I

close my eyes, relishing in the sparks that ripple through me, spreading from my

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fingertips before washing through me. My breath hitches as I let those sparks consume

me. It feels magical, it’s like a stream of gold liquid lighting up my dark insides. Warming

every corner of my body from my fingertips right down to my toes.

I can’t really explain it… but it’s beautiful.

His scent seems to become stronger, the beating of his heart, the way his c*ck is

pressed against my stomach.

A flash of pleasure rushes through me, but it’s also accompanied by hurt. I remember

what she did to him… and he enjoyed it…

‘Of course he did.’ Her horrible voice returns, and I clench my jaw.

She is the evil here. She killed the Oracle.

‘He’s my mate, not yours.’ I remind her coldly.

‘But we are one, aren’t we?’ She asks in a sickeningly sweet voice. 1

‘No.’ I refuse to acknowledge her as a part of me. ‘You and I are nothing alike. You hurt

people.’

She laughs, her voice sweet, too sickeningly sweet that it sends chills down my spine.

‘You need to choose your side. Don’t make the same mistake, it will only be your loss…

you know even he prefers me and soon you will be just me and little Evangeline will be

gone forever … like always.”

I push her away and my eyes fly open, my heart thundering, and I find myself looking

into a pair of gold-green ones.

“What’s wrong?” He asks huskily.

I’m determined to try again and so I open my mouth, but the words just feel stuck in my

throat and the more I try to speak it, the more I feel that I’m beginning to lack the oxygen

I need to breathe. I take a gulp and simply shake my head. Once again, she has stopped

me from being able to say what I want to say…

He’s watching me intently and caresses my hair before claiming my lips in a kiss. I kiss

him back, feeling upset and emotional, yet wanting more of his touch.

I promise I will not let her take control again! She will not touch my man ever again. 1

‘We’ll see.’ She spits.

I wrap my arms tightly around Zedkiel’s neck, running my hand firmly down his shoulder

as he deepens the kiss, pushing me onto my back and straddling me,

his hand running up my legs.

along my lips and down

as he presses his c*ck

I pull his pants down and he

hand around his huge

now… f*ck… you may have your sparring

the matches were going to be

sense for them to

refuse her… I didn’t

I run my hand over his hard shaft,

it’s my turn to pleasure My Little

ear as he nibbles on the lobe, knowing exactly what

me? Didn’t he say he wanted me begging

am,

I open my mouth to protest, only for him to slip his thumb into my mouth.

me,

sucking on his thumb sensually. As

throbs and I bite my lip. He reaches the band of my satin shorts, and with one

pulls them down and pushes my legs open. My cheeks burn as

with my legs shamelessly spread open before

growl of approval rumbles in his chest before his tongue

my hot core

“F*ck.” He mutters and I sigh as pleasure rushes through

p*ssy, inflicting

the air, and I can’t help but melt into his touch as

thighs.

ebbs away and all I want is for him to never stop. My

the room as I wriggle against his face, wanting more. He slips two

of me as he continues to lick and twirl his tongue around

cry out when my o**asm rips through

behind my closed eyelids. My back arches as he

ride out the high of my

back onto the c**hion, groaning as

top of

I want him…

it.” I whisper, looking into

want him to feel it

pleasure of f*cking

looks away, clearly struggling, but I reach down, wrapping my hand around

my entrance, remembering the pain from

he

still

“I want you to f*ck me Zedkiel, you…” I say softly hoping Zerachiel hears my

trust him…” I stare into his eyes, my heart pounding nervously.

and for a

but I’m cut off when his lips meet

it’s a fleeting one as he moves back, and his eyes

they are full of intense hunger. “Looks like

mine today…”

you keep control?” I whisper, my stomach

“Guess he listens to you, although he said he wants a turn

burn, but more than that, I feel

“Did he… did he

Our eyes meet and there are several emotions behind

this tight,

He sucks on my neck, and I press myself against him just as he thrusts

onto him tightly as

He fills me

that is coursing through us

me to come with him. I find

I can feel that he’s holding out for me and when my second

in unable to do anything but cry out

last strokes to his c*ck and unloading his c*m

stomach.

brushing my fingers over the

lick it off my

open looking at him, our

heated, passionate kiss as I grip onto

it,

I’m proud of

say those words

begin

back a groan at how achy I feel, and he slaps my a*s, making me

I blush. He

for a good f*ck and a nice s**nking

the time and stands

want to stay

get cleaned up.” He says, lifting me from the bed. “We should be

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