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.

I’m fighting this but it’s futile, fear begins to crawl into me

he now cradles me in his lap. I want to give him a sign I’m here, to reassure him that I can hear him but

me Little Mouse….”

For what?

feel a sharp pain in my neck, before intense sparks erupt through me, and I realise what he’s doing. He’s marking

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

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

flooding his voice, his hand tangling in my hair

into his blazing red eyes that are full of such intense emotion that I can’t

his hair falls to his shoulders, and it makes me wonder how much

here, wherever this is. I fling my arms around his neck, my

more melodic, and it resonates around us. You came for me.” “I always will.” He murmurs, stroking my back and the side

try to form words, but I’m so overwhelmed

love you.” I

little mate.” He replies huskily,

that for a while, our emotions

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 able to communicate with me

get her

feel his emotions through the bond, the love, the fear, and the pain of being apart from me so intensely

I move back, shifting my position in his lap

reacts so perfectly, pulling me even harder against him, my b*reasts grazing his chest through the thin fabric that seems to be adorning my body. I whimper

clenches, yet he simply deepens the kiss, devouring me

allow him willingly, my moans

slipping under the sheer fabric I’m wearing as

my hips, letting his hardened shaft rub against

I whisper. He removes the fabric between us and I suck in a breath as I look down between us,

c*ock is a sight I welcome, my eyes flash as sinful desire consumes me

hand along it before I guide him to my e*ntrance. I don’t want f*oreplay; I

my breasts, pulling down my dress and taking one n*ipple in

feeling him stretch me out as I lock my arms around his neck, pressing his face against my b*reast as I twist one

he grips my hips, pounding me

making me moan. He isn’t holding back either, the e*rotic sound of our skin slapping against one another and the m*oans that leave our lips filling the air as I feel my core tighten, the pleasure intensifying, and

“F*uck Zed!” I whimper.

his lips crash against mine once more. This time the kiss is rougher, bruising, and the taste of blood fills my mouth as he sucks, and bites down on my lower lip,

as he starts kissing me down my neck, and I know when we are done his mark will be

vision tainted with dots as I teeter on the

speeding up, as he rams into me harder and faster