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His finger plunged inside her, his wrist twisted, stroking her inside, and it still wasn’t enough.

“You’ll never run from me again.” His voice was tortured, thick, primal. “You tore my soul out, Ria. Running from me. Leaving with that bastard!”

He nipped at her flesh and she arched. The tiny bite was too much pleasure.

“I can’t do this.” Her head thrashed on the bed. “Oh God, Mercury. You’ll destroy me. This isn’t for me. You know it isn’t for me. It’s for her.”

His head jerked up. “Do you burn, Ria?”

She whimpered at the question. Burning didn’t describe the sensations tearing through her.

“It’s killing me.” She wanted to scream, but she could barely gasp.

“Do you need my taste again, baby?” He came over her, his lips lowering to hers, and her mouth watered for him. Her need for his taste consumed her. “Answer me, sweet Ria. Do you need my taste?”

“Please. Please.” She lifted, touched his lips with her own and took his kiss.

Her lips parted for his tongue, closed on it, and she drew the storm into her again. She knew better. A distant, sane part of her mind knew better than to allow this to happen. She knew her own life was over if he ever left her. Her soul would shatter knowing he had regretted this night, this moment, when his need for his true mate began to burn inside him.

Death would be easy compared to the hell she would endure.

And yet, paradise was here. The taste of his kiss seeping into her, filling her, making her hunger. She could feel every inch of his flesh that touched her. The tiny hairs, so silken, so soft brushing against her flesh.

His hand between her thighs, his finger pressing inside her, the calloused tip finding a place deep inside her that had her clit screaming for relief.

It was swollen and hard, and it needed. Needed as much as her lips needed his kiss, her nipples needed his mouth. She needed.

And he gave.

He suckled at the tender tips, sending flash points of agonizing pleasure streaking through her until she was writhing, twisting beneath him. Broken cries filled the room as he finally began to lower himself again.

Kisses, licks against her flesh. Tasting her, moving down her body until he was stretched between her thighs, his fingers parting the material he had ripped, baring the engorged bud of her clit.

Ria stared down her body, watching. Her mouth dried out, her senses became dazed, as she watched his tongue part his lips, distend, stiffen. Then his head lowered, his eyes still on hers, and she watched as he nudged at the glistening knot of flesh.

Ria jerked, flinched; her upper body came off the bed, only to have his hand flatten against her stomach, pressing her back as his lips covered her clit.

She screamed out as electricity seared the little knot of nerves. She felt herself coming, clenching around the finger invading her as her clit spasmed, convulsed and throbbed against his torturous tongue.

And still, it wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough. She was dying with the need and it wasn’t enough.

“Please!” she cried out, trying to draw him to her as his tongue went lower. “Please, Mercury. Now. Take me. Please take me.”

Her thighs spread farther for him and she whimpered as his finger slid free of her grip. Only to have his hands slide beneath her rear, lift her. His head lowered farther and his tongue plunged inside her. Licking, stroking, he didn’t let up. He thrust inside her, filling her with that hormone, burning her flesh alive as she began to twist beneath him.

Oh God, if he didn’t fuck her, she was going to die. She was going to combust into flames and be gone forever.

“Please,” she whimpered. She begged. She screamed his name until she came again, arching and jerking against him as she felt her juices flowing from her vagina to his tongue.

The growl that came from him was harsh, spiked with ravenous hunger as he straightened, jerking to his knees and dragging her thighs over his.

Mercury could smell the heat on her now. Inside her. It infused him with the taste of her sweet syrup and stroked his lust to a boiling point.

His cock throbbed like an open wound now. And the cure for it was but a breath away from the engorged, flushed crest beaded with the hormone-infused pre-cum.

“You know what will happen,” he growled down at her as she stared back at him, her eyes wide, her face dazed with pleasure.

“When I take you, Ria. When I come inside you, you know what will happen.”

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