Book 14: Who You Really Are

Maeve

I’m not sure what time it is now, but it’s full dark, and the rain is relentless. I smooth my hand over Soren’s chest while he lays on his back beside me, his eyes open but hazy while he stares at the ceiling.

I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk after this. I’m not sure I even want to try. I feel… an overwhelming sense of possession at the moment, especially after the last… three hours or so.

We hadn’t stopped after the first time. He took me again, rolling me over onto my belly and ravaging me from behind until I was screaming his name. And again, but with me kneeling, his cock sliding down my throat while he tangled his fingers in my hair. Then… again, just now, but softer, slower, our bodies spent but unable to stay away from each other. He licked between my legs until I shimmered with light–actual light–my powers finally thawing, and I’d spread my legs again and let him bury himself between them, both of us coming undone at the same time, l