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“Fane!” I cried out just as Saint closed the door.

“Don’t even think of going after him, fiera mika.” His fingers dug in hard enough to bruise as he pumped his hips. “Not while I’m inside of you.”

Chapter

Thirty-Seven

The moanI’d been holding in finally erupted while Fane rocked his hips, going deeper. “This isn’t his fault. We shouldn’t flaunt our relationship in front of him.”

Making sure Saint was aware of how close Fane and I were was one thing, but having sex while he turned the other way was despicable.

“Saint’s a big boy. He can handle it.” Fane reached up and toyed with my sensitive peaks. “Besides, he realizes this is the only way I could’ve stopped you.”

I couldn’t think straight with Fane all around me, plunging in and out of me like he wanted to split me in half. Moisture leaked between us, and flames crawled over my flesh.

As if he knew my guilt and all thoughts of Saint were fading with each thrust, he gave a sinister laugh. “Give in to me, my little rebel, and I’ll make it all better.”

I rolled my eyes even as my heavy pants filled the shed. “Just shut up already.”

“I will when you deserve my silence.” His grin had electricity crackling low in my belly in anticipation of his next move. “Until then, you better ride me like your life depends on it.”

His tempo increased, and I matched it, our bodies clashing in the erotic dance. If anyone walked within a few feet of this garden shed, they’d know exactly what naughty things were unfolding inside.

Fane gripped my thighs, and he groaned as lust permeated the air. “You’re such a good girl, doing exactly what I say.” His tongue darted out as he licked his lips. “Keep it up, and I’ll reward you.”

A shudder racked my body. “Yeah? How?”

He released one of my thighs, and one hand dipped between my legs to toy with me while the other wrapped around my throat. “I’ll be your wild, savage beast and destroy you exactly how you crave.”

I couldn’t stop the whimper from slipping out, and my head arched back as liquid fire poured through my veins. “Yes, Fane. Please.” My knees dug into the hard floor, and my legs trembled, longing for him to take over and tear me apart in the most delicious way possible.

An explosion erupted in my core, and just as I fell over the edge, Fane’s fingers tightened around my throat, cutting off my scream.

Holy. Hell.

Seconds later, while my release wasn’t even finished, my back hit the floor, and Fane hovered over me like a terrifying and sexy monster poised to eat me alive.

“Good girl.” He gripped the backs of my knees, yanked me toward him, and sank inside me again. My scream tore through the shed. “Here’s your reward, fiera mika. How do you like it?”

His feral smile had bolts of electricity popping down my spine as he took me roughly on the ground like a possessed beast.

“More. Don’t stop.” I could barely form coherent words as my mate ruined me.

Fane heeded my pleas and delivered a bevy of pain and pleasure that had me falling apart for a second time.

My talons dug gouges into the floorboards, and the shed blurred around me, leaving Fane as my only point of focus. He used my body like his own personal pleasure toy, filling me up and nearly breaking me.

I longed to shatter into a million pieces beneath his brutal touch. He was the only one I’d be this vulnerable with, the only one I’d ever give this much of my control to.

No one had ever earned that except Fane Maverick.

“Fane!” I cried out as another release hit.

His roar rang in my ears seconds before he spilled inside of me, filling me to the brim with warmth and bliss. He leaned forward and kissed me like he couldn’t breathe without inhaling my flavor. His tongue tangled with mine, plunging, twisting, and exploring.

When he pulled back, desire burned in his gaze.

And so did love.

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