was no softness or softer emotion in his face. This was different than the magic that coerced him in the cave. Although the source was the same, the dark energy of the blade spinning its influence upon Silvas, in the cave, at least, he had looked upon the strix who had assumed Diana’s form with a measure of affection.
There was nothing of that in the male who stared down at her.
It was as if he was consumed by the power, leaving nothing of him but the raw destructive strength that was at the heart of his nature. She had felt that steel core of him, but the power of the blade amplified it until nothing else was surfacing.
And that was only after one little skirmish.
What would happen to Silvas if he continued to use the blade? If he went after Cacus with it? How much would be left of him when she looked at him as she fought by his side?
Diana’s eyes widened and a tremor of unease made her draw back against his grip. She was unable to break his hold, but he must have seen something in her eyes because he frowned in puzzlement, his face leaning forward as his nostrils flared. He scented her cheek and through her hair. She could barely feel him along their bond and had an idea that his sense of her was likewise obscured.
He jerked her forward, his thick erection pressing against her belly urgently as he caught her lips with his, his tongue sweeping dominantly into her mouth, stroking in an aggressive invasion. It frightened her, but just as his savagery excited her when they first met, she felt her belly heat with desire. She opened to him and accepted his darkness. Her hands caught in his hair and she tugged sharply at the length, drawing him closer.
Gradually his mouth softened, and Diana felt the darkness draw back from around their bond as he resurfaced, a golden presence in their bond once more. His mouth drew away, caressing her lips worshipfully until he pulled away, his pearly eyes staring down at her in wonder. And regret.
His hands caressed the sides of her face before he lowered his head to capture her lips again. He broke free long enough to rid himself of the sheath strapped around his chest before drawing her sharply against him once more. His hands made quick work divesting her of her armor and clothes as he sought to touch and taste every exposed inch of her. When he drew her to the ground, he lay upon their cloaks and tugged her over him, her legs parting around his hips. Her cunt rubbed against his cock as his dragged her down for another kiss, their bodies slipping against each other as he rocked his hips, inciting her need until she squirmed upon him, eager to be filled.
Gripping her hips, he surged up into her, drawing her sharply against him. A moan escaped her as the bumps on his cock stroked through her. The bite of his claws against her hips was erotic as they rocked together, her body pitching as he lifted her and slammed her down with every upward grind of his pelvis. Their coupling was violent as she surged against him, her own frenzy climbing. Digging her fingers into his pectorals, she drove down, her pussy gripping and squeezing around him with desperation.
Somewhere amid her upwelling of need, Diana became aware of his tail sliding around her waist. It tightened, holding her locked in place as the furred tip grazed her clit. The flexible tip beneath the fur tweaked the sensitive bud as he canted his hips and pounded in a ceaseless rut up against her. Diana ground back against him, but that was all the movement she could manage, and all she had the presence of mind to do as her orgasm ripped up from her core and splashed through her in a hot wave of ecstasy.
Silvas snarled, thrusting up into her repeatedly until a roar of completion burst out from deep in his chest as his hot cum splashed through her channel. She could feel it seeping from around them as he continued to grind against her, sending her into new waves of pleasure until they finally collapsed, locked together, on the hard ground.
As they lay there, Silvas tucked her head beneath his chin. As he held her, neither of them spoke. Her silence was partly because she was afraid to break their contentment