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The heat from the tall flames barely registers. Ronan lets his wings slowly unfold from his back in a subconscious display of power. Though he’s not the alpha of the pack, he’s loyal to his leader. And while he can sense this sexual tension between us, he won’t hesitate to defend Daemon. “Be careful,” he whispers, eyes swirling with a deep red mist that’s reminiscent of blood. “I’m intrigued by your threats, but I won’t hesitate to kill you, Dmitriy, if you threaten my family.”

“Kill me or fuck me?”

“Fuck and kill.”

Now it’s my turn to whisper, “Interesting.”

We’re so close that his heat burns my chest, and his breaths tickle my lips with his every deep exhale.

“Careful,” he warns when my wings unfold behind me. “I’ll tear into you like a damn shark until there’s nothing left but fleshy remains.”

“Vicious.”

His amused chuckle, which is pure sex, licks across my lips like a tempting promise of trouble. “You have no idea.”

With a look at the flames and back, I smirk. “Just wait, Ronan. One day soon, my cum will coat yours on Aurelia’s pretty face.”

His tongue darts out to trace across his bottom lip as he lets his predatory gaze drop to my mouth. “A part of me wants you to be right.”

“And the other part?” I ask.

His dark eyes flick up to mine, and with a dirty smile, he says, “The other part wants to watch Daemon tear you to shreds.”

He walks out, and I stare after him before calling out, “Challenge accepted.”

His broad shoulders shake as he exits the room, but he never turns around to see the filthy smile on my lips.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

AURELIA

Daemon drags me down the narrow hallway to his bedroom without a glance back. The others make themselves scarce, as if they can sense he needs this moment alone with me.

No sooner have we entered his bedroom than he shuts the door, pushes me up against it, and grabs my face with his big hand. His lips descend on mine, and I let him devour me until my heart beats so hard that I can feel its insistent throb in my temples. This kiss is a claiming, as raw and desperate as the pulsing throb between my legs.

Daemon breaks away, and his hungry mouth trails biting kisses down my neck before he’s back to taste my kiss-swollen lips.

“Fuck,” he growls, digging his fingers into my jaw. “Fuck it all to hell! You bring me to my knees.”

“Daemon,” I whisper as I drag my hands down his hard chest and rippling abs. “What about Dariana?”

His hot breath stalls on my lips, and he leans back to flick his eyes between mine before a deep sigh wafts over my mouth. “I’m not marrying her.”

“But your father said—”

“It doesn’t matter, little witch. Forget what he said.”

“I can’t just forget.”

“Of course you can,” he growls as he lets his hand slide from my jaw to my throat, his warm fingers encircling the slender column. His lips are back on mine, stealing my retort with hard kisses that send heat to my swollen clit. “None of that shit matters, okay?” Biting down on my lip, his tongue swipes up the blood rushing to the surface. “Fuck, you drive me insane.”

“What about Genesis?” I ask when he drags his nose across my jaw.

Pausing at the tender spot below my ear, he places a soft kiss on my heated skin and eases back to look me in the eye. “We’ll figure it out. I promise, baby.”

“What if I get lost to the shadows again?”

“You won’t.”

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