Page 29 of Dark & Dreadful Brutes

Letting out a slow breath, I finally eased myself onto his lap. I’d never sat on him—or anyone—like that, so it was a little bit dizzying. His bare chest was against my clothed one, his eyes nearly even with mine.

His hands landed on my hips, and he adjusted my position a bit, lining my core up perfectly with his erection. The clothing that separated us didn’t hide his desire from me at all.

“What guarantee do I have that you’ll uphold your part of the deal?” I asked him, my voice soft and a bit breathy. My body was warming, and I didn’t even have a desire to stop it.

“You could make the months until the eclipse very difficult for me if I didn’t,” he murmured, his eyes lingering on my lips as he spoke. “I need you to keep our bond a secret. You could announce it to everyone. That sounds like a damn good assurance to me.”

He wasn’t wrong.

“Alright.” I put both of my hands on his shoulders, and he tilted his head sideways a little. “What do I do? My teeth aren’t sharp like yours.” I gestured to his mouth, and his lips curved upward for me, showing off the sharp lines of his fangs.

“The bond will help you. Just bite me.”

I heaved a sigh, and he gave me a low chuckle.

“This feels like a bad idea,” I whispered, as I lowered my lips to the crook where his neck met his shoulder.

“Every fae warrior knows that feeling far too intimately, and continues anyway.”

“I’m not a fae warrior.” My lips brushed his skin as I spoke, and I was almost confident I saw him shiver the tiniest bit.

“Bite me.” His words were a command, then—and I shouldn’t have liked that, but I did.

I squeezed my eyes shut, and bit him.

My teeth lengthened and sharpened as they met his skin, and his blood flooded my mouth. It was surprisingly… good. I liked the taste a lot more than I expected.

“A few swallows will be enough,” he growled at me, his mind bumping against mine just long enough for me to hear, “Veil, she’ll be my end.”

Slightly offended, I drank slowly from him.

His blood wiped away the offense I felt, replacing it with thick need and desire. My body flushed quickly, wetness growing at the apex of my thighs.

I had a few swallows, and then I pulled away. My body was warm and trembling, and I could feel blood trickle down from the corner of my lips.

With a shaky finger, I carefully wiped up the dripping blood and stared down at it. I expected my stomach to turn at the sight, but it didn’t.

My eyes flicked to Ravv’s, and I found him watching me with hot, hooded eyes, waiting to see what I’d do.

I finally lifted my finger back to my lips and wrapped them around the digit, sucking the blood away.

His chest rumbled with satisfaction, and he eased me to the ground before positioning himself on his side. My breathing was already rapid—and then his hand landed on the inside of my thigh.

My breaths grew ragged as he slowly slid his hand up, and up, and up.

His knuckles brushed my core, and my hips jerked.

Ravv’s lips curved upward wickedly, and he repeated the motion. “This will be your first climax?”

He already had all the power in our relationship.

Admitting the truth to him would give him even more power over me, and I didn’t want him to have it.

So I lied. “No. Jern and I introduced each other to sex years ago, before he was with Gora.”

Ravv’s smirk faded, slightly.

His expression morphed back toward his usual anger, and his knuckles brushed me again. I itched to tell him the truth, so he could teach me the things I’d never learned about my body, but I ignored the itch. “First in years?”

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