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She looks over her shoulder, and all excitement is gone. Her face is pinched with worry, and her cheeks are pink from exertion.
Let me catch you.
Let me catch you.
I’m going to catch you.
I let out a low growl when she speeds up.
She’s going to make me work for it? She wants to taunt the beast?Fine.
I move my legs faster, panting fully now as we weave through the trees. We must be half a mile away from the castle now. Something sparks in my chest when I think of how far we’re going, but I shove it deep down.Not now. Not when I’m so close to having her.
Fucking finally.
I run faster, a few feet from her now. I can hear her gasping for air—likely due to adrenaline rather than exertion. And then she trips—falling over a loose patch of dirt—and suddenly, she’s right in front of me. Then she scrambles up, and I grab the back of her jacket, tugging the back of her body into mine.
“Got you, prey.”
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
THE PREY
Juliet
How is it possible to be so turned on from being chased? Some vital part of me must love the rush of it all, because when Chase pulls my back into his hard body, I feel myself go limp—giving up the fight completely.
He notices, his hot breath on my neck. “Giving up so soon, Parker? You ran so fast and so far, and now you’re putty in my hands?”
His deep, authoritative drawl makes me whimper. He wants me to keep fighting?
I twist out of his arms and take a step back, looking up into his eyes. His pupils are blown out so that his eyes are nearly onyx. His hair is slightly disheveled, but otherwise, aside from his panting, he seems completely put together.
In his element.
As for me… my jacket is hanging off one shoulder, both knees have scrapes that I’m pretty sure are bleeding—as does my cheek. My lungs are burning, and everything feels electrified. My fingers itch to touch him, but of course that’s not what he wants. He doesn’t just want sex. He wants to dominate. And my job as his sub is tolet him.Because I know with that comes my pleasure—and everything I never knew I wanted until yesterday.
I’m terrified. And… devastatingly aroused.
I take another step back, and he takes a step forward.
Come get me,I think. The sounds and sights all around me become sharper as he prowls closer. With each step, the muscles in his abdomen contract, and I lick my lips as he gives me a small, lopsided smile.
Do I keep running? Or do I surrender now?
I take a third step back, but he must be done playing with his food because he sighs and lurches forward, pinning me against a tree.
I let out a sharp breath as he chuckles. I close my eyes as he presses his body into mine, as he runs his nose down behind my ear, inhaling.
Andmoans.
“You smell so fucking good.”
When he raises his head and looks down at me, his eyes are burning with need. Alluring and petrifying.What the hell is he going to do next?
Fear bubbles up my throat and my skin pebbles. He gives me that monstrous smile again, and it’s like Chase is gone, replaced by some kind of beast. He’sfullyprimal. I’m not sure he could form coherent sentences right now. And the thought makes meburnso fucking hot.
It makes me want to taut him. Topushhim further into that beast form.
