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I fought to keep my tears at bay, and my eyes hurt from the pressure. I hoped that Barbie hurt as well! This was a quarrel between Rowan and me, but I was mad at her too. She was so insensitive.
“You’ll just toss me aside as if I mean nothing to you?” Rowan growled, anger and hurt darkening his silver eyes.
I shot to my feet, my face a couple of inches from his. I pulled my lips back in a snarl, my mouth full of sharp fangs that were about to give him a bite!
“You dumped me, fae!” I said hotly. “Be grateful I let you go! If you think I’m like the weak-ass females you used to fuck, think again. I don’t care if you’re a prince. I don’t care if you’re rich. Your status and rank mean absolutely nothing to me. Get the hell out of my face!”
He grabbed me. “You don’t command me, little monster! I’m not done with you.”
He tilted my head back and kissed me hard.
I hadn’t meant to, so I was confused when I opened my mouth eagerly for him. He thrust his tongue into me, sweeping my hard palate and sending tingles of pleasure to my nerve endings. His rock-hard cock pressed against my front.
I bit his tongue to punish him for his former attitude, tasting his rich and powerful fae blood. He hissed in pain and pleasure and kissed me more aggressively. My lips felt bruised and swollen, yet I felt delicious.
When we finally broke away from each other to take air into our deprived lungs, he laid me on the bed again. He shoved up my short skirt. His weight fell on me, and then he was moving inside me, on top of me. The moves were gentle and purposeful, as if he was making love to me.
I moaned, my gaze bright as I took in his handsome face and the lust in his eyes.
What the fuck happened? Barbie demanded. I thought we were getting out of here, but you landed yourself in another fucking session. She threw up her hands in exasperation before she went back to feeding.
“I won’t let you go, little monster!” Rowan vowed. “I didn’t realize how much I need you until I realized I could lose you.”
“Next time, when you deliver your threats, mean it, princeling,” I purred viciously. “For I won’t give you another chance to play me. I’m not the kind of woman you’re used to. You haven’t seen my true monster face yet.” I meant Barbie. I paused as I savored his long thrusts before adding, “If I can give you more, I will. But my hands are tied, and I can’t explain. So don’t ask more of me. It’s hard for me too, but we both can still get something out of this physical relationship. At least we can feed from each other to our great satisfaction. I won’t ask you for exclusiveness.” Rage, sadness, and resignation washed over me. “I won’t ask anything of you. If you want to stop this, if you can’t make it here to fuck me in the future, I won’t have hard feelings toward you either.”
“Will you be exclusive to me?” he asked, driving into my molten depths so hard that I gasped in approval.
“Why should I?” I asked while giggling at the incredible pleasure. “Isn’t this an open relationship?”
It wasn’t even a relationship, but I’d accepted what I could or couldn’t have.
“You don’t fuck anyone else!” he hissed, his silver eyes glowing with jealous fire. “I won’t fuck another either. We can meet here as you prefer, but I want to see you more often. There should be a way I can reach you.”
“Fine, sugar,” I said. “If you can always deliver?—”
“When haven’t I delivered?” He pounded into me with punishing force, and I threw my head back in delight.
“—and stop being so demanding, I can make compromises,” I promised.
We moved together fiercely.
Tell him to send private messages to me on Spinchat and I’ll get them to you. Barbie paused to bite her lip. This one is high maintenance.
That can be said about you, I retorted.
“Here’s the deal, sugar Rowan,” I said. “You can ask Barbie to get messages to me.”
“What’s your relationship with Barbie?”
“We’re acquaintances,” I said. “She owes me a couple of old debts, so she’ll help me out now and then. Don’t expect too much from her though. She’s fickle, and she can be a cunt.”
Barbie bristled, and I smirked.
“Tell me about that girl. We need to make sure that we can trust her,” he said, grunting, thrusting into me, hitting my G-spots, and I moaned blissfully.
He picked up speed as lust hammered us. We weren’t the tender kind. We were savages.
I slid my hands up and down the flexed, hard muscles on his back as he moved in me relentlessly. My fae male was so powerful. When his next thrust hit home, I cried out at the force, my fingernails finding purchase and leaving a long blood trail along his back.
