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 my chin, making

hand encloses around my neck as he presses his c*ck

down, I pull his pants down and he groans when I wrap

hand around his

now… f*ck… you may have your sparring

the matches were going to be any

sense for

“But…” He didn’t refuse her… I didn’t want him to

over his hard shaft, trying to mask my

“I think it’s my turn to pleasure My Little Mouse this time.” He whispers huskily

he nibbles on the lobe, knowing

he refuse me? Didn’t he say he wanted me begging for

am, why can’t

my mouth to protest, only for him to slip his thumb

me,

thumb sensually. As

my lip. He reaches the band of my satin shorts, and with

down and pushes my legs open. My cheeks burn as I

with my legs shamelessly spread open

of approval rumbles in his chest before his tongue flicks out and

my hot core

and I sigh as pleasure rushes through

p*ssy, inflicting

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

thighs.

Soon the embarrassment ebbs away and all I want is

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

of me as he continues to lick and twirl his

The pressure grows intense, and I cry out when my o**asm rips through me,

spots appear behind my closed eyelids. My back arches as he

I ride out the high of my o**asm,

the c**hion, groaning as I stretch, tugging him

on top

I want him…

it.” I

and I want him

feel the pleasure

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

him at my entrance, remembering the pain

he

still

Zedkiel, you…” I

him…” I stare into his

our hearts racing, and for a

hair painfully. I gasp, but I’m cut off when his lips meet

a fleeting one as

as normal as they can, when they are full of intense

mine today…”

“He… he will let you keep control?”

although he said he wants a turn to rip

says. My cheeks burn, but more than that, I

did he

there are several emotions behind

this tight, sweet p*ssy

and I press myself against

cry out holding onto him tightly as he begins to f*ck

fills me up so

consumed by the pleasure that is coursing through us

come with him.

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

does tear through me, I am but cry out in

a few last strokes to

stomach.

my fingers over the milky substance

lick it off my

growls and my eyes fly open looking at him, our

claiming my lips in a heated, passionate kiss as I grip onto

He did it, without

I’m proud

if I can’t say those words out

will begin to

achy I feel, and he

I blush. He

have a nice a*s, perfect for a good f*ck and a nice s**nking

time and

want to stay

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

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