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“Because it’s either that, or I fuck you right here in this dungeon.”
There was a tense pause before her head tipped, exposing the curve of her neck as she laughed, deep and full-bodied. It was fucking beautiful; cruel, cutting, mocking me, and I needed it like I needed her.
“Lucien.” She shook her head, her chin dipped and she laughed again, her body shaking as she took a breath. “Do you honestly believe that threatening to fuck me is going to work?” Red chuckled, facing me. “Every time I leave this room, either you or Fillian fuck me.” She grinned, her teeth flashing in the firelight, but no sign of her gorgeous fangs. “You can keep telling yourselves that this is all part of the grand plan to seek revenge on the vampires, but you are both having too much fun for that.”
She shuffled, the chains clinking as she straightened her back. “Oh, God, Red.” She moaned, my cock hardening instantly, her voice dropping to a lower pitch as she imitated me. “You’re so fucking tight. That’s it. Take me deeper, move your hips, go on. Fuck, you’re a dream.”
Though I couldn’t see her eyes, I felt like she was staring at me pointedly.
“So, yes. Please. Threaten to fuck me. I’m sure it will be a terrible punishment for both of us.”
The only sound in the room was the flickering fire in the lamp, the soft drip of condensation on the rough stone wall of the dungeon, and my heavy breath, deep in my chest, covering the pounding of my heart.
“Lucien,” my Red teased. “What do you plan to do?”
She was fucking taunting me. In this situation? When I had all the power? I could hurt her, force her, make her bleed and scream and beg for mercy, and she was egging me on? Who the fuck did she think she was?
A growl tore from me as my wolf bristled with approval. That is what my mate should be. Strong, fearless, able to meet me in any state.
“That’s it, wolf. You really want to take me? Then unlock these shackles and let us see what we can do.”
I snapped as I leapt at her, grabbing the chains that bound her wrists and forcing her arms up and over her head, pinning her to the wall, loving that she cried out.
The stretch of her shoulder made her breasts rise and my eyes devoured her body as a hungry snarl rumbled in my chest.
Her twisted smile widened as her back arched and her hips shifted. “What?” She purred. “Do you really think you stand a chance against me?”
I leant my weight against the chains, rising on my knees to tower over her, looking down at her wild mess of red hair, her smooth cheekbones, flushed lips, and that damned blindfold that kept her from me.
My hand shot forward and I harshly gripped her breast, her soft flesh filling my palm like a perfect apple waiting for me to taste. I found her nipple, pinching her, squeezing as she gasped.
She shouldn’t be this fucking beautiful when she was the reason my world burnt down.
Her head pressed against the wall and she let out a groan, like I was satisfying her instead of torturing her. Even worse, I met Red’s sigh with a growl, my body relaxing as I finally held her in my grasp.
Two sides of me were at war. One needed to die, and I refused to let it be the side that craved revenge.
I snarled as I twisted her nipple, wanting to cause pain, to hear my little Red cry out for mercy.
Instead, the whisper of a moan fell from her lips, her jaw dropping.
My breath caught as her fangs slowly extended. Growing from her top jaw, two sharp curved points that glinted in the dim light.
I’d been waiting for them since I first saw her challenge me in the dark wood.
Now I had time to look at what a monster she really was. These blood-suckers who lived for centuries, never giving a shit about anyone but themselves. No pack, no bonds, just blood, domination, and fucking.
Her laugh came from deep in her chest as she pressed closer to me. “You think I want your blood, dog?”
I snarled as my resistance broke, giving in to her beauty and taking her mouth. Fury shattered me as I fell into her; her lips sweet, welcoming as she returned my kiss with vigour, soft lips meeting mine. I captured her sigh, returning one of my own.
Then my tongue brushed her fangs, pleasure quivering within me as I entered her mouth. And that’s when she struck.
I yelped as both fangs pierced my tongue, slicing straight through my flesh and digging into my bottom jaw. Pain exploded through me, but I refused to pull away, or show her how deeply it hurt, not when I felt her body soften and a true moan rip from her as my blood filled our mouths.
Then she was licking me, drinking from me. She pulled her fangs from me, panting, gasping as I pushed my tongue into her, letting my blood fill her.
She seemed consumed, obsessed with tasting every piece of me. The shudders that ran through her body fuelled me. I had to give her more, to feed her desire for me.
