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,

as 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 only if my

me Little Mouse….” He

For what?

feel a sharp pain in my neck, before intense sparks erupt through me, and I

of pain is overridden by wave after wave of delicious pleasure that courses through me. I feel the bond

freezes before he extracts his teeth, running his tongue along my mark and I shiver from

his hand tangling in my hair as

that are full of such intense emotion that

a little different, his hair falls to his shoulders, and it makes me wonder how much time

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

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

form words, but

you.” I manage

little mate.” He replies

remain like that for a while,

with Zedkiel and my own, yet I feel she’s still not entirely

get her

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

I whisper, kissing his jaw before I move back, shifting my position in his lap until I’m straddling

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

deepens the kiss, devouring me as he dominates me

assaults my mouth and I allow him willingly, my moans filling the air, and the scent of

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

his neck hungrily, rolling my hips, letting

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

flash as sinful desire consumes me and I reach down, wrapping my hand around

run my hand along it before I guide him to my e*ntrance.

down my dress and taking one n*ipple in his mouth just as I slam down

gasp, feeling him stretch me out as I lock my arms around his neck, pressing his face against my b*reast as I twist one hand into his hair, moaning at the currents of pleasure that ripple

riding him, and he grips my hips, pounding me

either, the e*rotic sound of our skin slapping against one another and the m*oans that

“F*uck Zed!” I whimper.

my a*ss, grabbing it as 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

kissing me down my neck, and I know

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

He whispers, speeding up, as he rams into me