Page 108 of Savage Claim

I never wanted to stop falling.

“Fane,” I cried out, but it wasn’t the me joined with the Infernal Sol. It was the other me. She’d broken free and was climbing her way out.

Could I really blame her? This would bring the dead back to life.

The beast licked my throat and then bit my lip, drawing blood. “Will you let me give you more?”

“Yes. More.” My fingers dug into his ass, pulling him against me as I rocked my hips in time with his. “Please.”

His fingers wrapped around my throat. “You will have so much more—when you let me claim you.”

Oh, this was his trick. I was supposed to say no. I had to deny him.

“You don’t really want that.” My words came out in broken moans and gasps. “You don’t want to be tied to me forever. You’re only trying to bring the old Tate back, but she’s dead and gone.”

As if he smelled the lie on me, his teeth flashed within the feral smile. “I’ve been fighting the urge to claim you since I first saw you in that lake in the Underworld. I hated you. And I wanted you.” Fane’s head lowered as he sucked my hardened bud into his mouth, his tongue twirling and flicking it. My back arched, and I groaned as so much moisture leaked from me that it probably puddled on the ground beneath us.

How could it get better than this?

“It will, fiera mika,” he said into my mind, picking up my thoughts. “Just say yes, and I’ll show you how much more my beast has to give to his bound mate.”

I shook my head. “I-I’m supposed to say no.”

Fane released my breast and kissed me as his fingers coiled around my throat just enough to make me dizzy. “The beast wants this. You have no idea how badly that part of me needs to claim you. And once I do, there’s no stopping the amount of worshiping I’ll rain down on you. I will always be on my knees for you.”

His words prodded my resolve, each one a temptation to drive me over the edge.

Do it. Think of how good it will feel.

That voice, her, the other girl inside, taunted me.

He’s promising to be yours forever. He’ll worship you forever.

“Just say yes,” he panted against my mouth, his cock still hammering into me with so much force we slid across the ground. “Let me give you this.”

As the throbbing in my center grew, my vision blurred until he was all I saw. Wild ebony hair, tattoos and scars covering his carved body, a face as beautiful as it was brutal, and burning eyes in two mesmerizing colors.

Would it be so terrible to have my beast chained to me forever? Why would that be a bad thing?

How could it?

I could no longer remember why I was supposed to deny him. I wanted him with me always. It wasn’t just the old me hanging on.

“Can I claim you, my little rebel?”

“Yes.”

The word was barely out of my mouth before Fane darted forward and sank his teeth into my neck right over the mark his bite had given me.

A ball of heat and pleasure erupted, and I screamed so loudly my vocal cords cracked. Within seconds, I came hard, shaking violently beneath Fane while his teeth latched onto my throat.

“You. Are. Mine.”

The possessive claim wrapped around my soul, binding me to the beast, deepening the link forged the moment he turned me. Tiny, invisible strings wound around my heart and his.

“Fane!” I screamed his name again as his moves became savage, his beast taking over. Pleasure and pain had me in a choke hold, stars spotting my vision and molten lava filling my veins. My core throbbed and wept from his brutality. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and my body threatened to split in half.

I’d never been so thoroughly fucked in my life.

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