Deep Into the Abyss (Darkest Faerie Tale Series Book 2) (2 page)

“Did you like kissing him?” Hurt flashed through his eyes before he quickly masked it.

Lie! Mya wanted to lie and say yes, to piss him off further. Over the last week, she’d lost the energy, the will to stand up to him, but a new and bold power surged through her. A desperate demand to feel him inside of her and she couldn’t stand it any longer. Control quickly slipped out of her grip. “No, not like I enjoy kissing you.”

Cole’s lips descended on hers, a raw passion seething from him, challenging her for more. He parted her lips with his tongue and dove in taking possession of her mouth.

She surrendered to him, following the lead of his tongue, his sweet lips. Fiery sparks wove through her veins, prickling over her skin, the power surging out. She needed a deeper connection with him. Her arms jerked apart. The faint sound of the shackles on her wrist clanking to the floor barely echoed as Mya wrapped her arms around Cole and pulled him into her tighter.

He froze, muscles tensing and his mouth stopped moving against hers. The expression on his face startled her when he pulled back. Regret? Anger over his actions? “Mya.” Furrowing his brows, he grabbed a hold of her wrists with force.

No.
She cringed in defeat.
Don’t stop. Don’t stop kissing me.

~****~

Fucking impossible.
Cole stared at the remnants of the shattered metal on the floor. The titanium cuffs were infused with magick. Nobody could break them apart, even members of the Aos sí.

But, she did. Her power manifested, obliterating the shackles holding her. Energy thrumming from her crackled in the air like little shocks of electricity. She connected fully to her Unseelie side. Since she’d grown up with the Seelies, she truly had no idea what her other half could be capable of—or even how strong her own magick could be as a hybrid. The Elders were convinced she contained a more potent power than any Aos sí ever born.
Maybe as powerful as the original
Tuatha Dé
were before their entire race became supernatural humans. Getting her to tap into the strength of her other half was the whole point of this exercise in the cabin, and now he must let her go.

Something in his chest tightened. He had to let her go. He already broke the Unseelie law more than once by touching her.

Plus, she was ready for her training to go to the next level. Unexpectedly, Mya met this trial far sooner than he anticipated. He’d spent the last week breaking her down in parts, so she could rebuild herself piece by piece like a puzzle. Not the gentlest of methods, but the most effective for their situation. The night he blatantly fucked her, she begged him to make love to her and he couldn’t stop from burying inside of her—despite the fact she tried to choke him with her chains. Afterward, she broke down and told him her feelings. When he realized she trusted him enough to open up to him, he then distanced himself and left her tied up and isolated.

Because he knew, if he got too close, he wouldn’t be able to let her go. Now that the time came, the craving to dominate her gnarled through his veins, snaking through him like a predator, demanding him to claim his prey once and for all. Fuck, he needed to plow into her something fierce.

He met her fiery gaze. Lurid and twisted desires roared to life, seeing the same reflection of need in her eyes. A raging storm swallowed him deep into the abyss. The urgency to command and restrain Mya bombarded him with ferocity.

Magick emanated from her trembling body as her expression turned worrisome, snapping him back into the moment.

“Cole?” She shivered. “There’s energy in me.” Her eyes glossed over with fear. “I think it’s—wrong,” she whispered.

Celestial power bounced around him in waves, weaving through the air with force, growing stronger. Any resistance to keep his hands off her, faded away. He pulled her in and tucked her against his body. “Shhh, I’ve got you, wildflower.”

Her power may have harnessed, but she clearly struggled to contain it. Tiny fists latched onto his flannel shirt and she gripped on to him for dear life. “I—I can’t.” Her shoulders shook harder. “There’s too much, I can’t control it.”

Damn, he didn’t think of any repercussions she might experience from tapping into her full powerbase of magick. If too much energy stirred inside of her, she had to burn it off somehow, and quickly.

She shivered in his arms.

Having her jog laps around the cabin was out of the question because his raging hard-on needed relief and
he
needed her to sate the beast stirring in him. He may be strictly forbidden from touching her, but he spent a week trying to resist her and enough was fucking enough. If he had to give her up, so be it, but he’d at least make her his one last time. “I’ll give you what you need, beautiful.” He yanked her tank top over her head, sliding his hands down along her smooth skin until he latched onto the top of her jeans and ripped them off with her thong. Cole shredded his clothes then picked her up, squeezing her ass with possession and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He couldn’t get inside her fast enough. His aching cock jutted between them, the tender flesh of her thighs cradling him.

A fiery heat burned in her eyes as she palmed the sides of his face and pulled his head to hers. Eager lips found his. She took control, slipping her tongue into his mouth and teased him while maneuvering her hips in a desperate bid to get him inside. Using his shoulders as leverage, she lifted up. Fingernails pierced his skin in her furious attempt to impale herself on his shaft.

Fuck, he loved how starved she was for him. “My needy girl.” The stinging pain of her nails sliced his flesh and he growled.

“Please,” she begged.

He did this to her, turned her into a ravenous animal and he relished the way she always responded to him. Nipping her bottom lip, he groaned against her and gave her what she craved so much. “That’s right, baby, take all of me in you.” Her soaking wet pussy gave him the ability to slam her down on his aching cock—and he owned it. He pumped into her, savoring the way her inner walls clenched and stroked him.

Mya arched her hips into him, taking the thrusts deeper and dug her heels into his lower back. “Harder,” she demanded.

Keeping her buried to the hilt, Cole walked over to the kitchen table and laid her on top. “My greedy little wildflower.” He pulled her legs from his waist and placed them over his shoulders, giving him a deeper angle. Hot damn, her sheath gripped him so tight and perfect. He plunged into her faster. “Is this what you need? You need my cock, wildflower?”

“Yes.” She panted and licked her kissed swollen lips.

His balls tightened in a fierce rush and he didn’t want to hold off. A week had passed since he’d been inside of her and he couldn’t stop the raging hunger for her. The need to mark her inside and out overwhelmed him.
Claim her
, the darkness said.

She whimpered as he pulled out of her and he pumped his seed on her pussy lips, coating her with his cum. Then he drove back inside her, staking his claim, releasing the rest of his seed up inside her. He stroked her clit, rubbing the partial remnants of himself into her and she exploded, milking him further.

“Cole,” she yelled, arching her back. The sound of his name leaving her lips in wild abandon was pure heaven. As they rode the ending waves of their orgasm, she gripped onto his biceps as if he were her only life force.

He captured her mouth with his, devouring her lips and tongue while he rocked her on his half-flaccid shaft. “How are you feeling, Mya?” With each gentle thrust, his cock slowly thickened a little. He wasn’t finished with her yet, not by a long shot, especially if he must let her go after this.

“Better. But the energy is still there, it’s—restless.” Her green eyes sparkled with a dark longing for more.

A smirk played on his lips. “I can think of a few ways to wear you out.” He slid his thumb over her bottom lip, encouraging her to open her mouth. When she parted her sweet lips, he pushed his thumb inside.

Her cheeks were flushed pink from the fucking he just gave her. She moaned, sucking his finger into her warm mouth and arched up into him. A sex starved animal whose hunger couldn’t be sated.

And he would be happy to feed her. His cock hardened with each stroke of her delicate tongue. He’d had the pleasure of feasting between her thighs, of knowing how she tasted, but what would it be like to have her suck him off? “Mya.” He slid out of her pussy and thrust back into her. Now that he claimed her, the need to dominate her took over. “I want you to assume your position.” He fisted her hair and pulled her mouth off of his thumb with a pop. “Do you understand me?”

Her eyes widened in recognition of what he asked of her and she nodded. “Yes Sir.”

Her perfect response pleased him. “Good girl.” He pulled out of her and stood up.

With the utmost grace, she climbed off the table and kneeled on the floor, spacing her legs perfectly apart to give him a view of her swollen sex. Her breasts jutted forward when she clasped her hands behind her back. Such a vision. Those perfect nipples of hers were hard and distended. Wild, red hair cascaded over her shoulders.

Drips of moisture slid down her inner thigh and hot damn, if he didn’t love to see her covered in his seed. He rounded her like a hungry predator—a lion preparing to pounce on a beautiful and lithe gazelle. Sometimes, the chase thrilled him more than the actual kill.

Stopping behind her, he gazed over Mya’s splendid ass. Those pale globes, beautifully unmarred, taunted him. How perfect they would be with his mark on them. He leaned down and stroked a hand over one cheek, kneading her plump flesh.

She arched her back, lifting her ass.

Smack!
He spanked her right cheek and she sucked in a breath. Her flesh reddened where he’d made impact, leaving a streaky imprint of his hand. “Beautiful.” He loved to see her gorgeous ass red, so he smacked the other cheek—harder this time and she whimpered.

Her skin was hot where he spanked her and he rubbed her tender ass to sooth the pain.

Once again she titled her hips back into his touch and he reveled in the way she seemed to encourage him. Did she have any idea how she fueled this dark need inside of him to discipline and master her? “My needy girl. Who do you belong to?”

“You Sir,” she said breathlessly.

“That’s right. And I can do anything I want to this body, can’t I? Because your body is mine.”

“Yes Sir.” Mya licked her lips, her gorgeous chest heaving.

“Stand up.”

She did as told, keeping her hands clasped together against her back.

Facing her from the side, he slipped his hand in between her open thighs from behind and rubbed her sex, gathering the moisture pooled there. With sopping wet fingers, he slid his hand back up through her crack. When his finger met her sweet little puckered hole, she tensed.

“Relax wildflower.” Cole moved her hair back and leaned into her ear. “Trust me to know what will pleasure you.”

“Yes Sir.” She relaxed, albeit not all the way.

He withstood the urge to push his finger inside her hole, but he tamped down the impulse and circled around her rim instead. “Pay attention to what your body is feeling.” Gently, he pressed into her rear entrance with the tip of his finger and caressed her in light strokes. “Tell me, Mya, how does this feel?”

“I don’t know.” Her breaths became even shallower. “It’s—um—intimate.”

Excellent word choice
. “Do you like to feel me here, beautiful? Do you like exposing your most intimate parts to me?”

“Yes.” Her body quivered under his touch.

The darkness inside of him swirled like a maddening fog, demanding more from her. “Will you show this part of yourself to me?”

Her ass clenched, but she nodded taking in a shaky inhalation.

The vulnerability she showed him through her timidity made his cock rock hard again. He nipped her earlobe then whispered in her ear, “If I asked you to bend over and spread your cheeks for me, would you?”

Mya swallowed. “Y—yes.”

With his other hand, Cole clasped onto her chin and turned her head to face him, so he could gauge the emotions she displayed. Nervousness washed over her features, but also a heated willingness. Her expressions were provocative to the beast inside of him and he fucking loved making her unravel—to expose herself so completely. Keeping his gaze locked on hers, he slid his hand down her throat, between her breasts, caressing further south to her mons. His fingers grazed through her swollen pussy lips, until he found her clit and she arched into him. He applied more pressure in the front and back at the same time. “What about this, beautiful?”

“Yes.” She nibbled on the corner of her bottom lip.

A growl of approval radiated through his chest. He would explore her nether hole more another time. Seeing her glow with such a desire to surrender to him pleased him enough for now. “Good girl.” Stroking her protruding pearl in front with one finger, he moved his other finger in slow circles around her rim pressing harder. Stimulating the sensitive bundle of nerves would drive her to new heights of pleasure without even penetrating her and he intended to get her off by touch alone. “Come for me. Show me how much this body is mine to do as I please.”