Page 27 of Savage Blood
“I couldn’t even if it tried.” He thrust into me while I matched his relentless pace. “You always bring out the beast in me.”
Talons sprouted from my fingers, and I raked them downhis back, drawing blood. We moaned as the metallic scent hit the air and mixed with sex. The powerful slap of flesh resounding through the bedroom sent fire sweeping over my spine.
Our inhibitions and worries fell away as we became slaves to our desire, desperate to cling to this moment.
We had no idea when we’d get another.
Fane’s incorporeal hands roamed over my breasts and my ass, gripping and squeezing. “I can’t go this long without you, fiera mika. I need you.”
“You have no idea how much I need you, Fane. Always.” I thrust my tongue into his mouth, lapping up his intoxicating flavor.
Need. Want. Love.
My addiction to him was overwhelming and completely uncontrollable. But I’d gladly drown in it, letting this bliss steal my sanity, my soul, and even my life. All those things belonged to Fane anyway. They became his before we even claimed each other.
His movements grew frantic, his touch searing me as an orgasm built in my core. Sweat beaded our flesh, and my hands glided over his now slippery back. Releasing a frustrated moan, I gripped his hair, tugging on the strands until he snarled, and I rode him harder. Faster.
Nothing in this world or the next could ever sever my ties to this beast. We belonged to each other in every sense of the word, and I would walk through fire, move heaven and hell, and burn down the universe for him.
Looking into those smoldering, hypnotic eyes that held me captive, the same sentiment shone out of them. Fane would tear a hole in the very fabric of existence just to be with me.
“I love you, Tate. I will always fucking love you.”
Those words sent me over the cliff, and I screamed his name as an explosion of bliss erupted through me. Fire inundated my veins, and my head fell back while I reveled in the pure ecstasy overtaking my body.
“Tate!” Fane came right behind me, his warmth spilling into my center while he gave a dozen more ruthless pumps of his hips. A feral roar tore from his mouth right before he sank his teeth into my neck, biting me right over the tattoo.
And a second orgasm shattered me to pieces.
Our ragged breaths filled the room, and I slumped against him. Sweat clung to our skin, and electricity crackled around us. Fane wrapped his thick arms around me, pinning me to his chest.
If only we could stay like this forever, locked in a happy bubble of pleasure and love.
But the outside world circled us with sharp daggers, threatening to pop our safe bubble at any moment.
“I discovered Barric’s big plan,” I blurted, my voice raw from screaming.
Might as well be the one to pop our fantasy before someone else takes the pleasure.
Fane stiffened beneath me, and he removed his teeth, lapping up my blood. “Why do I get the feeling it’s worse than I thought?”
“Because it is.”
I buried my face in his neck, unable to meet his stare as I finally spilled my guts about the Admordum Nexia Covenant and my plan to steal the Infernal Sol. Worry, rage, and pure panic pulsated through our bond.
Several long, heavy moments passed while Fane remained as still as a marble statue. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak.
Did I break him?
When I finally drew back, his nostrils flared, and scarlet lightning flashed in his eyes.
“Say something, Maverick.”
“You can’t take the Infernal Sol.”
His low, gravelly tone had me holding back shivers.
I sighed and brushed his wild hair back. “I have to.”
