Primal Heat 05 - Darkness Reborn

resistance. His blood was racing through his body, humming so powerfully that he could actually hear it rushing through him. His lungs were loose and free, and he sucked in his breath, taking in more air than he'd ever inhaled in a single breath before. His heart was thumping so loudly he could feel it reverberating in his chest. It was as if there hadn't just been scars on his skin, but inside him as well, and they were all gone.
    "How do you feel?" Sarah crawled across the bed and ran her hands over his shoulder. "Your skin is so soft. It's flawless."
    "I feel..." He couldn't even begin to express it. He felt more powerful than he ever had before, as if he could tear the roof of the house off simply by thinking about it. "Like a fucking king."
    Sarah looked up at him, her brow furrowed. "How did this happen?"
    "You." He grabbed her hand and pulled her against him, their bodies hitting with a thump that seemed to vibrate all the way to his feet. "It started when I met you." He couldn't keep the awe out of his voice. He kissed her, burning with desire a thousand times more powerful than anything he'd felt before. He felt like he had a thousand years of fire amassed inside him, waiting to be unleashed onto the world.
    He pinned her up against the wall, adrenaline and desire raging through him so fiercely it took him over, and he unleashed all of it into his kiss. He knew his kiss was almost violent, almost over the edge, but the moment he tasted her lips, he was totally lost to the power raging through him, and when Sarah locked her arms around his neck, giving him permission, he gave himself over to it.
    Sarah was shocked by the intensity of Kane's passion. It was as if he was a man on fire, burning with a need that had exploded within him. His kisses were frantic, consuming her very soul, sucking it right out of her body with each kiss. His grip on her hips was fierce, holding her still, giving her no chance to move as he braced his knee under her thigh, shoving her legs apart.
    She gasped as he thrust his fingers inside her, an invasion that tore an orgasm out of her throat. She convulsed in his arms, her own passion ignited by his, her entire being capturing the violent need of his essence. Again he thrust into her, stretching her widely, and again, an orgasm exploded through her, so powerful she felt like it was going to rip her apart. "Kane—"
    He gave her no mercy, capturing her protests with his bruising kiss, driving into her again with his fingers and coaxing another orgasm from her trembling body, giving her no respite, allowing her no breath. And she didn't want one. She was sucked hopelessly into his spiral of sex and lust, and when he grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto him, she bucked violently as he sank into her.
    "God, Sarah," he gasped as he thundered into her, slamming her against the wall, his thrusts so fast and so deep that she screamed from the intensity of it.
    He didn't stop, she didn't want him to, and he took her again and again and again over the edge, every orgasm more violent than the last, until she felt like she was going to come apart in his arms, until she felt like she had nothing left. And again, he took her, driving deeply and violently, his eyes so black she couldn't see anything but the darkness. Dear God, he wasn't even getting tired. He would never stop! He was going to kill her. "Sarah," he growled, and he bent his head and bit her neck.
    "Oh, God." The climax exploded through her, and this time, she grabbed hold of Kane and mimicked the love bite he'd just given her, placing it in the exact same spot as the one that had undone her, frantically trying to get him to climax before he drained her completely.
    Kane roared in response, and the climax exploded through him, rocking him against her. Sarah clung to him as the orgasm took both of them, spiraling again and again, an endless loop that would never release them.
    "Kane," she gasped.
    He groaned her name and pressed his face to her neck as his body gave one final, violent shudder, and then it was over. Sarah collapsed against the wall, and Kane caught her in his arms, cradling her against him as he carried them back to the bed, both of them tumbling helplessly onto the mattress.
    Kane landed with a groan beside her, his arm wrapped around her waist as if even that hadn't been enough for him. "Son of a bitch," he muttered. "That was a first."
    "You and me both." Sarah's body was boneless, exhausted, and sore in a