Page 29 of The Blood Moon Hunt

Now, as I stand at the edge of another Hunt, watching the prey gather, I feel the fire stir again. My hands twitch at my sides, the familiar itch of magic crawling beneath my skin. I tell myself this time will be different. This time, I’ll unleash everything. I’ll prove that chaos isn’t something to be feared—it’s something to be worshipped.

And maybe this time, the fire will finally quiet.

Chapter

Seventeen

LUCIEN

Iclose the distance between us, my lips crashing against hers in a dominant, possessive kiss. My tongue forces its way past her lips, exploring the warm cavern of her mouth as I plunder her sweetness.

I grip her hips, pulling her flush against my hardening length, letting her feel the heat of my arousal. My hands roam her curves, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh as I assert my dominance.

"Mine," I growl against her mouth, breaking the kiss to nip at her bottom lip. "You're mine now, Selene. Every inch of you belongs to me."

She resists, shoving at my chest with surprising strength. I chuckle darkly, unfazed. "Oh, you'll learn tosubmit, pet. We both know you can't resist the hunger burning within you any more than I can."

Selene's struggles only fuel my lust, her feisty spirit igniting a primal need to conquer and claim. I pin her wrists above her head, trapping them against the rough bark of the tree as I grind my erection against her core.

"You fight like a wildcat, but I'll tame you," I promise, my breath hot against her ear. "Every whimper, every gasp, every scream will be music to my ears as I break you and remake you in my image."

I capture her mouth again, swallowing her protests as my free hand roams lower, cupping her sex through the fabric of her clothing. I rub slow circles, applying pressure until she's squirming and panting against me.

"So responsive already," I murmur, feeling her heat and dampness. "Just wait until I unleash the full force of my desires upon you."

My nostrils flare, catching the lingering musk of Damien on Selene's skin. A surge of possessive rage courses through me. That bastard dared to touch what's mine?

"I can still smell him on you," I snarl, my fingers digging into her wrists as I press harder against her. "But that ends now. I'm going to mark you so thoroughly, you'll never remember another's touch."

I tear at her clothes, baring her breasts to the cool air. My mouth descends, sucking and nipping at thetender peaks until they're red and swollen. I lap at the salted skin, savoring her unique flavor.

"There, much better," I declare, stepping back to admire my handiwork. "Now everyone knows who you belong to."

Selene's defiant gaze meets mine, a spark of challenge in her emerald eyes. She licks her lips, a provocative gesture meant to taunt and tease.

"Oh, look who thinks he owns me now," she mocks, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You may have marked my body, but you'll never claim my soul, demon."

Her words ignite a fire in my veins. How dare she mock me? I advance on her, backing her against the tree once more.

"Soul or not, you're mine to use as I please," I growl, reaching down to roughly palm her sex through her undergarments. "And right now, I intend to fill you with my seed until you're dripping with it."

I yank her panties aside, exposing her slick folds to my probing fingers.

Selene's eyes widen as I thrust two fingers deep inside her, pumping them in and out with ruthless efficiency. Her inner walls clench around the invasion, trying to push me out, but I hold fast, determined to claim her.

"That's it, fight me," I encourage, curling my fingers to stroke her sensitive spots. "Only serves to make your surrender sweeter later."

I lean in, capturing her mouth in a brutal kiss as I finger-fuck her relentlessly. My thumb finds her clit, rubbing firm circles that have her writhing against me.

"You can't resist the pleasure I give you," I breathe against her lips. "Sooner or later, you'll beg me to take you completely."

Selene's moans muffle against my mouth as I continue to ravage her with my fingers, each thrust and twist driving her closer to the edge. I can feel her walls fluttering, signaling her impending climax.

"Not yet, pet," I command, withdrawing my fingers and leaving her empty and aching. "I want to hear you scream my name when you come undone. Only then will I grant you release."

I spin her around, bending her over a nearby log. I hike up her skirt, exposing her round ass and glistening sex to my hungry gaze.

"Now, let's see if you can handle the real thing," I purr, freeing my straining cock from my pants. "Get ready to be filled and fucked until you can't walk straight."

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