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My pulse raced, and goose bumps spread over me, but it wasn’t from fear. His words, even his appearance, made my core ache. He should know by now that every time he tried to scare me, it only drew me in.
“Could you stand to kiss this face?”
Actually… yeah.
My hand dug into his nape, and I yanked him down to me while I lifted on my toes. Our lips met in a clash of tongues, flesh, and teeth. His snarl echoed inside of me like it was my own.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.” Fane’s fingers coiled around my neck, his thumb pressing into the center and constricting my breathing. “You think this is what you want, but when I take off the mask I wear in front of everyone, you’ll regret it.”
I grabbed his chin, like he did to me so many times, and forced him to meet my eyes. “Shut the fuck up and stop stalling, Fane.” Then I did something that would snap every last bit of his control. I darted forward and dug my teeth into his chest until a coppery flavor spilled over my tongue.
The demon shifter howled and shoved me back so hard I fell onto his bed. His entire frame expanded as scarlet flickered in his irises, and the pupils thinned out even more. His lips curled back, the piercing scraping his sharp teeth.
And I smiled.
ChapterTwenty-Seven
Fane stormedto the end of the bed, grabbed my ankle, and yanked me toward him. “You’re done.” As he climbed over me, his muscles bulged and strained. “There’s no putting the beast back in his cage.”
“That was the point.”
He shook his head and then lowered his mouth, biting my ear. “You’re mine now.”
The way he saidmine, even if he didn’t really mean it, had my insides scorching and outsides quivering. Anticipation hung in the air, mixing with lust and desire so thick we’d probably choke on it.
Fane unleashed a ghost of a smile, and then it vanished as he flipped me onto my stomach. When I tried to look back at him, his hand tangled in my hair to shove my face down. He lowered over me, just barely, and his mouth brushed my ear. “Don’t even think of moving, Teague. This is my show now. You do as I say.”
The covers muffled my laugh. He knew damn well I’d fight back.
Fabric tore as Fane shredded my tank top off, and cool air hit my bare skin. A featherlight touch started at the base of my neck and dragged down my back. Air flooded from my lungs at the sensation—and danger—of his talons gently scraping over me. One wrong move or if he pressed a little harder, he’d slice my skin.
I arched into his lethal touch as a soft moan spilled out. Moisture dampened between my legs, and I had no doubt he could feel, smell, and probably taste my arousal.
Did he really think Iwouldn’tlike this?
Hot breath replaced the talons, and his tongue licked all the way up my spine to my neck.Shit. How did he make the simplest of things feel so damn sensual?
Fane’s teeth dug into my shoulder, and I jerked. “Already had enough?”
I looked back at him, a snarl on his lips and lust in his eyes. “Not even close.” I bucked and got enough room between our bodies to twist onto my back, giving him a challenging smile. “So far, you’ve been pretty tame.”
Blood red speared his gaze again, and his fingers curled around my neck before my next breath. “I haven’t even started yet. I was trying to hold back, so I didn’t break your tiny body but fuck it. You want to be broken.”
By him? And like this?
Definitely.
Fane’s mouth fell on mine as he dropped, covering me like a scalding rock that burst from a volcano. He yanked my leg up and ground his erection into me, eliciting a ragged moan. His hand tightened around my neck, holding me in place as his teeth dragged to my ear.
“I’m going to make you scream and beg. And then scream some more.” His voice rolled out so low it was more of a vibration traveling through me than an audible sound. The sensation had my hips rocking against his, and a plea already dangled on the tip of my tongue.
He unhooked my leg from his waist, and the scrape of fabric against my sensitive skin as he drew my pajama shorts down made me shiver. His grip returned to my neck, and he used his other hand to move my underwear aside, plunging his fingers into me.
My head rolled back, and I arched into him, breathing heavily as he teased me. “Fane,” I mumbled against my will.
The demon shifter’s rough chuckle spilled over my mouth. “Already begging. Screaming comes next.”
I grabbed his shoulders, but he used his phantom hands to pin my wrists above my head.
