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.

my

hand encloses around my neck as he presses

whimper. Reaching down, I pull his pants down and he groans

around his

“Not now… f*ck… you may have

knew the matches were going to be

sense

I didn’t want him to refuse

I run my hand over his hard shaft, trying to

turn to pleasure My

lobe, knowing exactly

refuse me? Didn’t he say he

Now that I am, why can’t he accept

him to

with me, Little

thumb sensually. As he goes lower, playing with my breasts,

reaches the band of my satin

them down and pushes my legs

my legs

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

my hot core

“F*ck.” He mutters and I sigh as

on my p*ssy, inflicting

can’t help but melt into his touch

thighs.

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

I wriggle against his face, wanting more. He

me as he continues to

and I cry out when my

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

out the high of my o**asm, leaving me

back onto the c**hion,

on top

I want him…

it.” I whisper, looking into his

and I want him to feel it without losing control want him

the pleasure of

but I reach down, wrapping my hand around his

shaft and position him at my entrance, remembering the pain from the last

Goddess, he

still want

want you to f*ck me Zedkiel, you…” I say softly hoping

him…” I stare into his eyes, my

hearts racing, and for a

hair painfully. I gasp, but I’m cut off

a fleeting one as he moves back, and his eyes

can, when they are full of

mine today…”

will let you keep control?”

to you, although he said he wants a turn to rip this little

He says. My cheeks burn, but more than that, I feel a

did he

Our eyes meet and there are several

hush, let me feel this tight,

He sucks on my neck, and I press myself

tightly as he begins to f*ck me

He fills me up so

consumed by the pleasure that is coursing through

to come with

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

tear through me, I am but cry out in unable to do anything but cry out

few last strokes to his c*ck and

stomach.

my fingers over the milky substance

it off

open looking at

passionate kiss

He did it,

proud

hug him tightly. Even if I can’t say those words out loud,

begin to trust

how achy I feel, and he slaps my a*s,

I blush. He

good f*ck and a nice s**nking

the time

to

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

in about ten