Page 12 of Savage Fate

“Fane.” His name fell from my lips, and my head tilted back, the stars blurring above while he brutally took me on the forest floor. Twigs and pine needles dug into my back, but the sting only added to the storm of bliss building inside.

“You’ve been such a bad girl tonight, Teague.” His teeth dragged along my neck, leaving a line of fire in their wake. “Sneaking out of the house, disobeying me, making me chase you.”

My legs spread farther, letting him go deeper. “You better punish me, then.” A broken groan slipped out when he licked the mark on my neck.

Our hips collided at a frantic tempo, and our heavy, erratic breaths filled the forest. Desire wrapped around us, pumping through my veins and simmering off my flesh like steam on a hot blacktop in the summer.

I surrendered to every punishing thrust, every bruising kiss, and before long, I’d submit to anything Fane wanted.

Did he know that?

“I’m beginning to think you enjoy my punishments a little too much.” His teeth sharpened as his fingers curled around my throat. “I might have to get creative.”

“I’m always up to try new and inventive things.” I slowly licked my lips, taunting him. “But I can’t promise I won’t like it.”

Fane applied just enough pressure on my throat to slightly constrict my breathing and make stars dance on the edges of my vision. “Don’t make threats you can’t back up.”

“Just talking about a new form of torment has me shaking but not in fear.” My back arched away from the earth as a ball of pleasure formed low in my belly.

Fane plunged into me at a savage pace, and the erratic sound of our bodies slapping together erupted through the forest. My lids fluttered closed as he ruined me over and over again. Anyone in the vicinity could hear us. Hell, shifters would be able to pick up on the scent of sex a hundred yards away. It soaked the area now.

A threatening growl suddenly curled from Fane’s mouth, and my lids popped open to find that glazed look in his eyes, the same one he’d had when he tried to kill me the morning after we claimed each other.

Oh shit.

Just like Fane feared, the spell had a hold of him again, and I felt the change in his movements. He still drove into me at a maddening pace, but it was no longer only about the sexual lust throbbing through him.

He was feeling bloodlust.

And it was my blood he wanted to spill and drink up.

I grabbed his face, letting him continue to slam in and out of me because if I tried to fight it, he’d focus on the longing to kill me. At least the bond distracted him.

“Come back to me, Fane.”

Instead of choking me like he did before, his fingers left my throat and dragged down my chest, the threat of his talons pebbling my flesh. “Kill you.”

My legs wrapped around his waist, and a broken moan burst free at the new angle.Damn. I was going to come while he killed me.

“Don’t you want to finish this? Doesn’t this feel good?”

“Killing you would be better.” The tips of his talons pressed into my ribs. He’d puncture my torso with a bit more pressure.

“Don’t do this, Fane!” My fingers tangled in the hair at the back of his head, pulling the strands. “Fight it. You’re stronger than this.” I pleaded with him like he did for me when I struggled for control with the Infernal Sol.

“I don’t want to fight it.” The moonlight flashed on his sharp teeth as his lips curled back, poised to rip my throat out.

“You’re better than this spell.”I yanked on his hair until his neck was bared above.“You will fight it, Fane.”

My voice in his head gave him pause, and the distraction was enough. I jerked him toward me and sank my teeth into his throat again, fully biting him this time.

I didn’t mark him there when I claimed him, but my intent was clear, and he’d feel all the lust and desire swirling within me.

His feral howl exploded through the forest, and pleasure tore through me, slamming into him. A searing fire ignited in my veins, and I shattered beneath him as his blood pooled in my mouth.

“Tate. Fuck!” Fane grabbed the reins of control from the spell and gave a dozen more vicious thrusts before finally spilling inside of me.

The forest slowly stopped spinning as I floated back down after that mind-blowing orgasm. I unlatched my teeth from Fane’s throat, swallowing his briny blood. It coated my tongue and my mouth. I probably looked like a vampire, but I couldn’t care less, not with Fane breathing heavily into the crook of my neck, still inside of me.

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