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.

tongue flicks along my lips

around my neck as he

pull his

around his huge

f*ck… you may have your sparring

We knew the matches were going to be any day, but with the Alphas matches

it made sense for them

He didn’t refuse her… I didn’t

I run my hand over his hard shaft, trying to mask my disappointment.

my turn to pleasure My Little Mouse

ear as he nibbles on the lobe, knowing exactly what I’m

say

that I am,

protest, only for him to slip

with me, Little

As he goes lower,

core throbs and I bite my lip. He reaches the band of my

pushes my legs open. My

my legs shamelessly spread open before

low growl of approval rumbles in his chest before his

my hot core

I sigh as pleasure rushes

on my p*ssy, inflicting me

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

thighs.

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

against his face,

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

The pressure grows intense, and I cry out

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

until I ride out the high of

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

top

I want him…

I whisper,

He’s watching me calculatingly and I want him to feel it without losing

pleasure of f*cking

I reach down, wrapping my

and position him at my entrance, remembering the pain from

Goddess, he was

still

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

“I trust him…” I stare into his eyes,

our hearts racing, and for a second his eyes flicker before

gasp, but I’m cut off when his

as he moves back, and his eyes return to

as they can, when they are full of intense hunger. “Looks like you’re

mine today…”

“He… he will let you keep control?”

said he wants a

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

“Did he… did he talk

and there are

now hush, let me feel this

on my neck, and I press myself

as he begins to

fills me up

pleasure that is coursing through us when he whispers

come with him. I find

that he’s holding out for me

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

he pulls out, delivering a few last strokes to his c*ck and unloading his c*m

stomach.

brushing my fingers over the milky substance and

and lick it

fly open looking at him,

heated, passionate kiss as I grip onto

He did it, without

proud of

Even if I can’t say

begin to

how achy I

“Zed!” I blush. He

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

the time and

to stay in

says, lifting me from the bed. “We should be in the

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