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Shadows crawled through his irises, and his jaw clenched. “Trust me, he’s not.”

“Oh, I think he is.” Something about choosing Ruin pissed him off. “I’m sure he’s better at a lot of things.”

Fane shortened the distance between us until it was nonexistent, his body brushing mine. “You can’t lie, Teague. I know you still think about me.”

“You’re right, Maverick.” My breaths became ragged, and I hated the warmth building between my legs. I hated that I still wanted him after everything he did. “I think about you all the time, specifically how I’m going to murder you.”

He pressed me into the door, and electric bolts sizzled everywhere we touched. I screamed at my muscles to remain frozen, not to react, but my hips had a mind of their own, and they tilted into his.

The movement was so small most wouldn’t have noticed it. Fane did.

“Is this part of your plan to murder me?” His head dipped forward, his piercing brushing my lips.

“You’re not really here, so I can’t exactly kill you.” My chest heaved, skimming his with every breath. Why did he have to feel so real? Even that intoxicating spice and fire scent infiltrated my nostrils and weakened my knees. “If youwerehere, I’d pick up that vase over there, smash it on your head, and then use a broken shard to slit your throat.”

His husky laugh puckered my flesh. The sound was sinister, diabolical, and so damn sexy my core throbbed. “You don’t need any broken vase or weapon to slit my throat, Teague.” He lifted my hand, his fingers running over the tips of mine. “You’re a shifter. You have claws.”

“I haven’t shifted yet.” We both knew I was holding onto that little bit of false hope too tightly.

“You will.” Fane’s eyes took on a luminescent sheen as heat poured into them. The bulge in his pants grew, and it throbbed against my pelvis.

I choked back the lust bubbling forward. Why did I want to screw him as much as I wanted to murder him? “When I do transform, you’ll be the first thing I hunt down.”

A menacing growl slipped out of him, and his tattoos quivered as if he would shift at any moment. “You can’t kill me, Teague.” His hand released mine and then lightly curled around my throat, his thumb pressing into the hollow at the base. His other hand roamed down the silk top, his rough touch scraping over my nipples. “Not when you’re dying to have me rip your clothes off and screw you.”

“Go to hell, Maverick,” I gritted out. “I’d rather fuck Ruin than—”

Fane surged forward, his face burying in my neck moments before he bit my tattoo.

Like an explosion, a cry burst from my mouth, and my hips thrust into his while waves of lust and desire crashed into me. My pulse thundered in my ears, and chills raked over my spine. Stars popped in my vision as his teeth dug in, not enough to break my skin but enough to bruise. That pleasure and pain he brought had me panting and wriggling against him, begging for more.

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Fane’s teethpressed against my neck, his tongue licking the tattoo. How could he make me furiousandmake me want him to do terrible, horrible, delicious things to me?

“You really think the demon lord could do better than this?” Fane’s hot breath poured down my throat as he met my thrusts, his hard length throbbing against me, taunting me. “I’m not even here, and I can have you falling apart in seconds.”

I hated to admit that he was right. Hell, I was already close.

Fane’s fingers dragged over the hem of my shorts, teasing higher with every pass. “If I left right now, you’d fall to your knees and beg me to come back, wouldn’t you?”

“Not a chance in hell.” I bit his ear before whispering, “I’d go find Ruin instead.”

His chuckle sent warnings through my head even as my core ached for his touch. “Ruin might be good, but he doesn’t know how you like it. He can’t hear those depraved thoughts racing through your head while my hand is around your throat, my fingers inside you. He doesn’t know just how wicked and dirty to get to make you scream.” Fane’s tongue ran over the tattoo, spawning uncontrollable shivers through me. “ButIdo.”

His words alone had me ready to give in and invite him into my bed despite everything. Fane Maverick was a master at making me forget why I hated him.

His lips skimmed my jaw. “Just do one thing, and I’ll make you scream all night.”

“What do you want?”

Shit. Did I really just blurt that?

His tongue dipped into my mouth, leaving behind his taste. “I want you to get on your knees and beg.”

Icy water crashed over me and drowned the blazing fires.That bastard. Once again, he was toying with me. He wanted to get me hot and bothered just to see how far he could push me.

I was done being played.

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