Page 2 of Beyond Fate

Except for the tall, muscular, and shirtless fae, Damon recognized everyone around him, yet his wolf perceived them all as a threat, even his family.

Panahasi held his arm out to stop Jaytee when he tried to step forward. “His wolf is in control now. At the moment, your twin cannot be reasoned with.”

“Because he is a newborn and he thirsts.” Prince Christian studied Damon closely. “I can see a strong hunger in your eyes, young one.”

“I’ll feed him,” Jaytee offered without hesitation.

Damon scented the air then slowly turned his head toward the six-foot-seven warrior fae.

“He has chosen,” Prince Christian stated.

“My twin chose a stranger over family?” Jaytee sounded hurt and angry, but Damon couldn’t think about that right now. His thirst was overpowering everything else, and he just knew he needed the warrior’s blood.

“No insult to you, wolf,” Christian said. “But you cannot feed a newborn. They require more than you can give.” He gestured toward the fae. “He can withstand the feeding your twin requires.”

The fae’s large gossamer wings fluttered softly as he moved forward, and then he lowered to one knee. “Yâto, nékah.” Feed, most cherished.

“What did he just say?” Jax asked.

Damon had no idea, either.

“We’ll meet you inside the house, Casimir,” Panahasi said then turned toward everyone else. “Allow Damon to feed for the first time in privacy.”

Cautiously, Damon moved a little closer, still sniffing as he focused on Casimir’s cerulean-blue eyes.

“Do not fear me, nékah. Come closer.” Casimir held out his hand. “Allow me to nourish you.”

Damon attacked, lunging toward the warrior and taking him to the ground. Casimir gripped him tightly and flipped them over, forcing Damon onto his back. “You will feed from only me, but you will not force me to submit to you!”

Too hungry to think rationally, Damon growled and bucked, his thirst clawing at his throat. He wanted Casimir’s jugular vein. He could see it pulsing in his neck, could smell the sweet, magical blood coursing through his veins.

Casimir brushed his long, dark hair to one side, exposing his neck.

Damon whimpered.

“You may feed from my vein, but if you become aggressive, I will be forced to put you on your back again.” Casimir’s expression was firm as he stared at Damon. “Do not make me hurt your gorgeous wings, nékah.”

His wolf still snarled, but Damon gently cupped the back of Casimir’s neck, drawing the fae down to him. He sniffed the warm skin, and the scent of the forest, the thrill of the hunt, and pure joy raced through him before he sank his fangs into soft skin.

Casimir gasped, his fingers flexing on Damon’s shoulders. The fae’s hard cock pressed into his stomach as Damon fed, the blood so sweet he softly snarled. As his lips crushed against the warrior’s flesh, Damon pulled the fae’s cock free and curled his fist around the hard flesh, then began to stroke it.

“Ceutyâ nétya,” Casimir groaned, thrusting into Damon’s fist. “I’m already close, wolf.” The warrior’s body writhed as Damon swallowed the delicious taste flowing from the man’s neck.

“Nékah!” Most cherished.

The fae’s cum erupted in Damon’s fist, Casimir’s cock pulsing. He breathed heavily then gripped Damon’s shoulders harder.

Damon became lost in the taste, lost in the scent surrounding him, falling into an abyss as he quenched his hunger.

“Enough,” Casimir gently commanded.

Not yet. Damon was too thirsty to stop. He gripped Casimir’s upper arms, restraining the fae so he couldn’t pull away. The fae’s blood was calling to Damon, tempting him to drain the warrior dry.

“Enough!” Casimir gripped Damon’s jaw in a strong hold. “Remove your fangs, nékah.”

His jaw felt as if it was about to crack, forcing Damon to retract his fangs with a snarl. Gradually, the blood began to ease his thirst. But the smell was still making his head fuzzy. Breathing heavily, he stared up into the fae’s eyes. “Who are you?”

“I am Casimir Shadowlace.” He tried to push away, but Damon kept a firm hold on his arms. “I don’t want to leave you, nékah. But I must accompany the demon warrior and your twin into Unseelie territory to reclaim my nephew Raidh’s soul.”

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