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.

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 be stuck

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

Little Mouse….” He

For what?

pain in my neck, before intense sparks erupt through me, and

pain is overridden by wave after wave of delicious 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

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

He breathes, relief flooding his voice, his hand tangling in my hair as he tugs

that are full of such intense emotion that I

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

this is. I fling my

sounds different even to me, stronger, more melodic, and it resonates around us. You came

to form words, but I’m so overwhelmed with emotions, I

love you.” I manage to

you too, my beautiful little mate.” He

a while, our emotions running through the

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 able to communicate with me

we’ll get her back

his emotions through the bond, the love, the fear, and the pain of being apart from me so intensely that it doesn’t help the tears that stream

shifting my position in his

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

simply deepens the kiss, devouring me as he

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

wearing as his fingers dig into my thighs before he grabs my ass, making me

hungrily, rolling my hips,

and I suck in

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

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

baby girl,” He murmurs, as he grabs my breasts, pulling down my dress

neck, pressing his face against my b*reast as I twist one hand into his hair, moaning at the

he grips my hips,

drown in the p*leasure he is inflicting on 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

“F*uck Zed!” I whimper.

kiss is rougher, bruising, and the taste of blood fills my mouth as he sucks, and bites down on my lower lip, before running his tongue along

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

tainted with dots

as he rams into me harder and faster and