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I felt his need to shift. The Dragonsteel prevented it, and I knew his wolf clamored to get out. It would be more painful than my claws digging into his back.
“Tempest,” he whispered.
I wanted him. Anson. My body craved it, driving out all reason. There was only desire.
“No,” I whispered.
He kissed along the column of my throat. His fangs grazed my skin. That old, familiar throbbing started at the base of my neck. My body begged to be marked by him, as it always did.
I snapped my eyes open.
The answer was there. The one way I could force his secrets from him. The last thing I’d denied him.
I could let him mark me. Become his once and for all. His mate.
If he claimed me…if we joined in that sacred way, our telepathic link would become solid. I could get into his mind. Feel everything he felt. Make him answer every question I had. Put to rest my doubts.
I reached for him, rubbing my palm against his cock through his jeans. Hard as steel, he groaned.
All I had to do was say the words. Mark me. Oh, God. I ached for it. My sex pulsed with need. To walk on the dark side. To dance with the devil once and for all. To give in to it.
I arched my back. X fumbled with the snap on my jeans. For that’s who he was now. Fully X. And that’s who I wanted. His darkness. The keeper of his secrets.
“Yes,” I whispered. He slid a hand down the front of my open jeans, finding my slick folds. He worked me.
“Yes!” I shouted. I bit his earlobe. Curved a hand around his ass. Pulled him closer.
To complete the marking, I would have to free him from the collar. Afterward, we would both need to shift.
He would make me bend to him. But finally, once and for all, I could make him bend for me.
I thought of my family. If X was the key to saving them, was it worth the price? Could I bargain with my very soul?
“Tempest,” he growled. I found his lips. Let him devour me.
I ground my hips against his, bucking upward, spurring him on. The flame inside me grew. He would burn me from the inside out.
“Don’t stop,” I said. “Please. God. Don’t stop.”
He rose up. Gazing at me through hooded, lusty eyes, I knew he was my prisoner as much as I had been his.
This. Now. Could I sacrifice the last parts of me to him? Could I submit?
X tore at the collar. I reached for it, letting my fingers slide to the back of his neck. I toyed with the clasp. One flick of my finger and I could set him free from it.
X slid a hand under my shirt, finding my nipple. He rolled it beneath his thumb, delivering new, sweet torture.
“I want this,” I said. I wriggled beneath him, struggling to spread my legs. He slid a finger inside of me, withdrew it, then tasted me.
“You were born for this,” he said. “Admit it. Say it.”
“Yes,” I said.
“Who do you belong to, Tempest?”
“You!” I let my hate for him fall away. In my heart, I knew if I wanted his truth, I would have to give him mine.
“Tell me,” he demanded.
