His Dark Obsession

(Book 2) Chapter 29. United

EVANGELINE.

Nothing.

I feel like I’m in limbo, ever since she pushed me away, snatching control from me, I’ve been forced here. Alone. I can’t sense Luna… nor can I feel anything or see anything. I’m just in a void of nothingness.

In a state of comatose. For how long? I don’t know…

How much longer will I remain here? Even that is something I have no answer to… I miss him… miss my mate who I yearn for…

My greatest regret is that the last things I said to him were out of anger. If I get the chance to meet him again, to right this wrong, I promise that I will never argue with him again.

Please let me have that chance.

Yet there’s nothing I can do, even when I will my body to move, nothing happens. I can’t open my eyes… I can’t move. I’m supposed to be a goddess, yet here I am…

Entirely useless.

Zedkiel.

The thought of him is what is keeping me hoping, there is no way I will lose hope. I believe he will somehow fix things. Somehow… Please… Eternity seems to pass and I feel as if I’m losing my mind. I’m imagining

Zed’s scent, even if it’s not real, it’s comforting…

I miss you…

My chest constricts as that scent grows stronger, and then I feel the most beautiful, delicious sparks course through me when strong hands roll me over from the position

I have remained in for who knows how long.

A strong beating heart and that scent, It can’t be… I must be dreaming! Did he really find me?!

‘‘Little Mouse… f*uck…” His deep sexy voice makes my heart leap.

He pulls me into his chest, and I am engulfed with such powerful emotions and all I want to do is hug him tightly, to kiss him and tell him I’m sorry but I cannot move.

‘‘F*uck you’re here… Wake up Evangeline.”

There’s an urgency to his voice as he kisses my cheeks, lips, neck and anywhere he can reach. Each feathery kiss from those plump lips leaving a tingly touch of magic in their wake. I can’t open my eyes, even though I’m trying, I just feel lifeless and useless.

on… wake up.” He taps my face sharply and despite feeling it, I can’t respond. I’m fighting this but it’s futile, fear begins to crawl into me at the thought that maybe I’ll

as he now cradles me in his lap. I want to give him a sign

Little Mouse….” He

For what?

intense sparks erupt through me, and I realise what

pleasure that courses through me. I feel the bond strengthen and something snap, I gasp, my eyes flying open and I’m met

before he extracts his teeth, running his tongue along my mark and I shiver from the pleasure. He kisses my

flooding his voice, his hand tangling in

full of such intense emotion

to his shoulders, and it makes me wonder how much

is. I fling my arms around his

even to me, stronger, more melodic, and it resonates around us. You came for me.” “I always

try to form

I manage

beautiful little mate.” He replies huskily, squeezing me

that for a while, our emotions running through the

can feel Luna within my mind, her happiness bleeding in with Zedkiel and my own, yet I feel she’s still not entirely here. Like she’s there but still not

we’ll get

can feel his emotions through the bond, the love, the fear, and the pain of being apart from

shifting my position in his lap until I’m straddling him and

even harder against him, my b*reasts grazing his chest through the thin fabric that seems to be adorning my body. I whimper when I feel him throb

he simply deepens the kiss, devouring me as he

I allow him willingly, my moans

sheer fabric I’m wearing as his fingers dig into my thighs before he grabs my

his neck hungrily, rolling my hips, letting

the fabric between us and I suck in a breath as I look down between us, past

large thick c*ock is a sight I welcome, my eyes flash as sinful desire consumes me and I reach down, wrapping my hand

my hand along it before I guide

murmurs, as he grabs my breasts, pulling down my dress and taking one n*ipple in

me out as I lock my arms around his neck, pressing his face against my b*reast

grips my hips, pounding me

sound of our skin slapping against one another and

“F*uck Zed!” I whimper.

kiss is rougher, bruising, and the taste of blood fills my mouth as he sucks, and bites

twists into my hair, as he starts kissing me down my neck, and

going to come.” I moan, my vision tainted with dots as I

come with me.” He whispers, speeding up, as he rams into