“Fuck,” his breath hit my ear while I attempted to keep my hips from taking what they wanted. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he rocked, until all of him thrummed into my marrow.
Was this man really about to tattoo me with his dick inside me?
Thay’s hand pressed into my ribs, stretching it tight, holding me when the needle met my flesh in a scream. I can’t tell you what it was. The pressure of his thighs, the way he filled me, or how my skin burned bright, but a strange storm built between my legs.
“There she is,” Wolfe praised from the shadows, and Thay’s head turned, his dick sopping wet with all my twisted need.
For a half-second, I wondered what he might think of me and all my other dark little kinks, but the chasm in his eyes sent mefalling. It didn’t disgust him; it made him hungry. And that is when I realized all he needed was permission to obliterate me into stardust.
“Have you ever been fucked by a knife?” he asked, the buzz of the machine working between us. “You use the metal for pleasure and the hilt for pain,” he smiled, wiping the blood from my flesh, but I couldn’t look away. “No?” he concluded, tilting his hips into me to get a sharper angle.
I breathed.
“Wolfe’s just into belts then?”
I inhaled when the burn stretched, working its way under my skin.
“Good. Because if he ever used a blade against you, I’d lodge it in his goddamn throat.”
“How did you know?” I asked when he pressed harder.
“You think just because I do not fuck your body, I don’t pay attention to it?” His brow raised, wetting his lips with the edge of his tongue. “Why do you think you crave darkness, Daph?” My ribs ached, sending me into a still shiver as he wiped the blood from my ribcage. “It isn’t the cut, or even the control,thoughyou long for that, too,” he said, pulling the skin to inspect his work, applying more inky darkness just under my breast. “It is me.”
I shut my eyes slowly, tilting my head to glimpse what he wrote, but his hand swept to my throat.
“The pressure. The violence. The breaking. All your body knows is me, Daphne. I am all it fucking wants.”
A dark cloud fell overhead, scratching at the ceiling.
“You want to know how I know?” he asked, whirling me onto my stomach, making me clench around him in a full circle.
Thay moaned low, sweeping his hand up my spine before shoving my head down. “Because when I am inside you,” he palmed my heart… At the steady, safe song before pressing between my shoulders, “We’re complete.”
We moved in tandem. Every breath, every note matched my own.
Beat.
He kissed along my backbone, tangling his fingers in my strands.
Beat.
My eyelids fell open, and that is when I saw it: the letters of his last name written on my skin in forever-ink.
He did it. He marked me, and suddenly I couldn’t hold back the kiss of salt and sunshine striking through my core. My irises burst into clouds, making everything rain.
Beat.
Finally, his.
Beat.
“Now, angel,” Thay breathed, biting into the flesh below my collarbone before wrenching my head back against his mouth. “I am going to need those wings.”
twenty-seven
Threx: Surrender
My body whispered into hers when the pretty little drops of water fell down her cheek, warm and salty in the way they stained her skin.