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“We’ll be quick.” He smirks. “Don’t you want that?” His magic strokes over my pussy with fluttering touches, driving my desire higher, but he’s not wrong. Violence and sex have always gone hand in hand for me, and all my anger and frustration only ramps me up more. Grabbing his head, I yank him down and silence him with a kiss.

Our teeth clash together, our tongues tangling as I slide my hands down his body, feeling the power flowing through it as his magic continues to tease me, slipping inside me like a cock as it presses to my clit until I cry into his mouth.

His magic flows across my breasts, twisting my nipples. He notches his cock at my entrance, and with a dark look at me, he thrusts inside me, filling me with his powerful length. One of his hands presses against my back to keep me in the half-bent position, so that every thrust hits that spot that has me biting down on cries of pleasure. All the while, his magic strokes my skin like a million hands, building my desire and pleasure higher. Both of us work hard and fast, knowing we don’t have a lot of time. The impending attack only seems to make us wilder for it, until our lips crush together again as his magic slides inside my other hole. My eyes widen in shock, but he doesn’t let me pull away.

He rocks into my cunt, claiming it with his cock as his magic moves deeper into my ass, stretching it until I feel like I’m being fucked by two people. It shouldn’t feel good, but it does, and I just hand myself over to it. I lift my hips to meet his as his magic twists my nipples and rocks across my clit.

His hand covers my mouth, silencing my cries of pleasure as his magic works deep inside me, stroking every nerve ending in a way I’ve never felt as his cock pummels my pussy.

I can’t even feel where I end and he begins, and despite the fact that I should pay attention just in case, all I feel is bone-deep, numbing pleasure. The desk rocks from the force of us fucking, and his magic pulses inside me until neither of us can take it anymore.

We shatter apart with muffled cries, my release triggering his. I feel his cum flowing deep inside my pussy as his magic continues to lash my clit and nipples. My whine grows as the release barrels on. Ecstasy rolls through me so strong, I fall back and tremble with it until finally, his magic pulls back and releases me.

Panting, I try to remember how to breathe, and when I open my eyes, I see him grinning at me. “Now I can die a happy man,” he murmurs.

Rolling my eyes with a laugh, I look down at myself. “You better conjure my clothes or no amount of magic will save you.”

“I will in a moment. I just want to look at you first,” he says, his hungry eyes sweeping down my body like he’s already thinking about the next time, and honestly, so am I.

I lie back, stretching out, and let him look his fill. He’s right, we could die tonight, so why not enjoy it while we can?

I don’t know if everyone knows what we did, but I refuse to be ashamed as I walk back into the main room.

I check the front door and the window. Waiting is the worst.

“What are they waiting for?” Tem asks.

“To get into position. They want us to feel relaxed and safe so they can catch us off guard. It’s an age-old tactic, lulling us into a false sense of security. When we slip up, that’s when they will attack.” I shrug. “It’s what I would do.”

“You’re kind of . . .” Tem trails off, and I tense. “Incredible.”

I smirk at that and wink. “Hunters’ knowledge, sweetie.”

“More like your father’s knowledge,” Eric calls. “Where is your daddy now, Tate? Oh, that’s right. He’s dead because of you, just like your whore of a mother?—”

There’s a yelp, and I turn around to see Zeev holding Eric’s tongue in his hand. My eyebrows rise, and he shrugs. “Only I get to speak badly of you.”

“Oh, that’s fucked up. You don’t bring someone’s parents into it unless it’s a funny dead dad joke,” Fang mutters.

“Don’t worry. He’s going to be as dead as my dad soon,” I deadpan.

Everyone in the room gapes apart from Fang, who bursts into laughter. “Oh, what about knock-knock jokes? Who’s there? Not your dad.”

I bite my lip, trying to stop my smile. Most people would look at me with pity, but not her. She makes me laugh. “Someone asked me once how much taller I am than my mom. I said six feet or so.”

“Oh, I have one! Your dad, he’s dead,” Tem says excitedly before frowning. “Wait, did I do that right?”

“Close enough, buddy.” I nod, and Fang gives him a thumbs up just as Addeus’s eyes flare, turning bright before he glances at me

“They are coming,” he tells me.

“Do we run?” Tem asks in confusion.

Unsheathing my sword, I grin at him. “No, we fight.” I rock my head from side to side, loosening my muscles. “I was part of their team, remember? Let’s remind them of that. Tonight, the hunters become the hunted.”

Just then, there’s a loud scream from the corridor, and I cannot help but smirk.

CHAPTER 39

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