Page 101 of Savage Fate

“I can’t wait to hear you beg for mercy, my little rebel.”

Moisture pooled between my legs, and Fane licked right over the damp spot on my underwear. A moan spilled out as I arched into his touch, already panting.

“Are you going to play games with me, Maverick, or are you going to—” My words sheared off as he tore my panties to shreds and dragged his tongue over my center.

I gasped, and my legs fell open, my hips rocking. “Fane.”

His sinister laugh vibrated my sensitive flesh and sent bolts of electricity right to my clit. “My name will be the only one you ever utter while coming, isn’t that right?”

My fingers gripped his ebony strands. “Yes, Fane, only your name.”

Damn. I didn’t even try to hold out. Like I could anyway, not with Fane’s tongue doing unholy things to me. It wouldn’t take long before I was toppling over the edge.

As he nibbled and licked, his finger plunged into my entrance, pushing me closer to bliss.“I love how you taste,”he murmured into my mind.“I will never get used to this sweetness.”

I fell into the dizzying whirlwind as Fane stole my sanity. My heart crashed against my rib cage, and blood thundered in my ears, dulling my heavy pants and moans. It had been so long since Fane took me without the threat of Kaspin’s spell hanging over our heads.

Not since our last night in Heldrok.

The freedom that filled me knowing he’d never have to fight the urge to kill me again had me feeling weightless. When I finally shattered and tumbled over the cliff, free-falling into a cloud of pleasure, I screamed his name so loudly my throat strained.

My body was nearly boneless, and I had to fight to keep my eyes open.

“Don’t pass out on me yet, Tate.” Fane’s rough voice swirled into my ears, and the bed shifted as he vanished. The purr of a zipper and then the rustle of fabric echoed before his weight fell on me. “I’m just getting started.”

Fane barely gave me any time to recover before he thrust his hard length inside, yanking a broken cry from my mouth. He groaned at the sensation of being fully sheathed inside me.

“Oh, damn, I forgot how damn good you feel, fiera mika.”

His mouth covered mine, kissing me like a savage and forcing me to taste myself on his tongue. As he slammed in and out of me, the bed creaking and headboard crashing into the wall, I begged and pleaded for more.

Harder. Faster.

I wanted him to tear me apart and then stitch me back together just to break me again.

“Fane,please.”

My thighs parted even more, allowing him to go deeper, to push the boundaries of what I could handle. My bones would definitely break from the brutal clashing of our bodies if I was human.

Our moans intensified alongside the slaps of our flesh, creating a sensual soundtrack that had fire spilling over me.

Fane’s tongue dragged across my throat, lapping up a drop of sweat. “Tell me what you want, fiera mika.”

“You,” I panted as my core tightened and faint ripples began to spread out. “Only you. Forever.”

A satisfied growl vibrated his chest as he dug his teeth into my neck tattoo. “No one else will give you the pleasure I do. And no one else will ever be inside of you. You aremine.”

Fane bit down, and I cried out as another mind-blowing orgasm erupted inside of me. Lights flashed over my vision, and flames licked at me. Every nerve ending opened wide, reveling in the erotic sensations drowning me.

I was going to freaking pass out.

The demon shifter snarled, and his tempo quickened, the movements harsh and uncontrollable.

Just how I wanted it.

As he ravaged me, his pupils thinned into diamonds while he bared his jagged, blood-stained teeth. He didn’t hesitate to show his darker side anymore, and having him give this much of himself to me had another wave of pleasure swirling low in my belly.

“Fuck!” He roared, spilling inside of me and tearing another release from my body as his own pleasure swelled through the bond.

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