Oath of the Alpha - Eva Dresden Page 0,89

fistful of Er’it’s braids to keep him still. Dragging in a shaky breath, she continued to voice her swirling thoughts. “A warm fire on a cold eve, the sun on my face, the thrill of sparks drifting into the night. It is all of these things, held tight within my heart. I feel you there. Your heart, your breath, your very soul. They’re tangled with my own, and they will not be pulled apart so easily.”

“Stop this, Aida. You do not wish this.”

“I do! I want you to know what it is pounding away within my chest. That it is your name my heart sounds out, and though I do not know how or why, I love—”

“Enough!”

“No,” Aida shouted, daring to grab hold of his lower lip with her teeth in a sharp nip. “You will allow me to say this before you put me on a thrice-cursed altar and kill me, Er’it.”

“What do you hope to accomplish with this, hm? To change my mind, force me to take another path? It does not matter how you or I feel. It is the way it shall be and the path preordained by the Hat’or—”

“What do your goddesses know about anything?”

“You dare—”

“I do,” Aida said with a snarl, shoving at his chest to rise above him. Nails digging deep into his chest, she bared her teeth at the large male watching her with a predator’s narrowed gaze. “What do they know of me? I am not theirs to command. The Abyss has no hold over me when I am with you, and I do not know the deities of my parents any more than you do. I do not belong to anything or anyone but you.”

Aida did not want to hear the excuses shining in his eyes or the vicious words sitting upon his tongue. With a savage growl, she fell over him, claiming his mouth. She attacked him with as much brutal force as he’d ever shown, her dainty hands ripping at his loosened breeches to free the heavy length of him. Shuffling her knees, she rose high enough to tear open her pants, a sway of her hips bringing him to her slick entrance.

“And you belong to none but me,” she hissed before impaling herself upon him. Her stuttering cry loud in the darkness of their little world, she ground against Er’it, forcing him deeper still as she clung to him. Tears stung her eyes as she sobbed, “You are my mate, Er’it.”

With a savage growl, Er’it rolled them over, slamming her back into the softness of her nest and making the entire wagon groan and shake. Pulling his hips back, he shoved home in a single brutal thrust, making Aida scream as she arched and writhed beneath him.

Done with words, he drove his cock into her clutching depths again, roaring as he pushed her body away from the next punishing slap of his hips. Wrapping his arms tight about her small frame to keep her still, he forced her to submit to his frustration and anger, his desperate need for her.

Aida refused to be cowed.

Nails raking along his back, she met his furious pistoning with equal violence. Raising her hips, grinding him to the very end of her depths, she growled and snarled alongside him. She gave a savage cry of victory when she bit his lip. The coppery tang of blood was thick on her tongue as Aida slid it between his sharp teeth to tease over his.

Pleasure sizzled through her veins. Flickering lights of gold, red, and blue danced around them, brighter and more frenetic as they came together over and again. His thickness stretched her open, forcing her to take every glorious inch. Aida keened as the rioting bliss suffused her. A rushing wave of shimmering fire crackled up her spine, pulling her into a painful arch as Er’it ground deeper. He punished Aida for her daring, for forcing him to listen to the words she knew he could hear whispered within his heart.

Panting against the mark at his shoulder, Aida groaned. She licked at his salty skin, taking in the musky cedar of his scent. He was hers. He would always be hers.

Her ecstasy grew in jerky snaps. It built within her as threads of icy pleasure and scorching pain tangled together—a spiraling journey into the stars, pushing her ever higher. He forced the breath from her with every brutal thrust, leaving her gasping. She was delirious on the scent of their coupling as