One Insatiable(51)

“I know,” he nods. “I felt his strength in the woods. Still, I know myself. Watching him take you from me is more than I can handle.”

My breath hiccups in my chest, and I pull myself into his arms. “Then you have to go. Tonight.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Incredulity fills his voice.

“I’ll return to the mansion. You stay away. Stay at your apartment.”

“Fuck that—”

“Koa, LISTEN to me.” I’m shouting, squeezing his forearms with all my might. “I can do this. If I have no choice, I’ll go with him. I’ll figure out a way to live.”

“No.” His voice is full of rage, and a fresh flood of tears burns my eyes. The force of his love hits my chest, and it doesn’t matter if it’s fast or we’ve never said it.

I reach up for his face and press my wet cheeks against his. His arms are around me, surrounding me in such strength and warmth. Our bond is so beautiful and good. The first night I saw him flickers through my mind. With my eyes closed, I see his sleek black form moving like a shadow in the forest, enormous and graceful, silently gorgeous.

“You took my breath away,” he says, reliving the memory with me.

Turning my head slightly, I kiss his cheek. “I can’t live if you’re not here,” I whisper. “Our memory will warm me when I’m cold. It will give me hope when I want to give up.”

“Mercy.” He growls, holding my arms again. Anger is all over his face, but not at me. His green eyes glisten, and the muscle in his jaw flexes. “You’ve given me back everything I lost. I didn’t know why I was drawn to this place, but I’m here to save you or die trying. I can’t live without you, Mercy. You’re my life.”

Emotion tightens my chest. His words are beautiful and heartbreaking, and I can only answer them one way. “Take me home, Koa. If this is our last night together, I want it to be a night we’ll always remember.”

His expression is still tense, but he nods, pulling me to his side and turning us in the direction of his apartment.



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Koa


Candles fill my room with soft light. My windows are closed for the first time, shutters drawn. I don’t want to see the waning moon. I don’t want a reminder of how little time we have left.

Sitting alone on my bed, I wait for Mercy to finish in the tiny bathroom off to the side. When we arrived, I expected to take her at once, spend the next eight hours making love to her. I didn’t expect her to put a hand up and tell me to wait. Wait for what?

I’m looking down at my lap, thinking of the time slipping away. I never told her I love her. I worried it would be too soon. Now I feel like a jackass. I’m sitting here on the eve of losing her forever, and I’ve never told her how much I feel for her. How much I don’t deserve her.

A slight squeak breaks the silence, and I lift my chin. Jesus, the sight before me floods my veins with heat. The bathroom light casts her body in a silhouette, and it’s a shadowy curve of the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.

“I didn’t know what to do…” her voice is a soft whisper, and my dick perks up at the sound of my woman.

“Everything you do is perfect.” I move to the foot of the bed in awe of her beauty.

“I wanted to walk out and do a twirl or something you would think is sexy.” She pauses and does a little laugh. “Then I realized I don’t know what you think is sexy. I’m sure you’ve seen it all.”

My voice is thick as I answer with all my heart and soul. “I’ve never seen anything as sexy as you right now.”

Her shoulders drop, and the smallest smile curls her lips. Next thing I know her arms are around my neck, her lips pressed to mine. I only need a moment to recover. I grab her legs and pull her thighs over mine. She’s on me in a straddle, and my lips push hers apart. I taste her mouth, minty from the toothpaste but still with that hint of spring water in the background.

I roll her under me and hold her steady with my hands. She’s still hugging my neck, and I kiss her once more. I want to kiss every inch of her skin, bury my nose in her body so I never forget her scent. Loosening her hold, I make my way down, pausing at her beautiful breasts. Holding them with both hands, I give them a gentle squeeze before covering one hard nipple with my mouth.

She lets out a soft moan, and my dick is raging. I want to be buried so deep inside her, but I want to take my time. Moving to the other side, I repeat the process, kissing and pulling at that beaded peak with my teeth. I’m rewarded with another moan, and I slide my thumbs over her taut nipples before continuing my journey down her luscious body.

Kissing the line of her stomach, I arrive at her small navel, which I circle with my tongue. A little laugh, and I’m traveling further down, to the place I know she wants me to kiss. I decide to tease her a little, draw out her pleasure.

Sitting back on my feet, I lift her long, smooth leg, placing her foot on my shoulder. She’s open to me, and the sight of her lying on my white sheets, her dark hair fanned around her as her round breasts rise and fall quickly in anticipation makes my cock grow even harder.

“This right here,” I nod toward her as I kiss the arch of her foot. Her leg jumps as I slide my fingers up the inside of her thigh. “This is the sexiest thing I’ve seen in my life.”