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“Yes, just like that, little assassin. Don’t let go of me.” He presses his forehead to mine, increasing the rhythm ever so slightly as I rock my hips to meet him.
My pleasure builds, and his mouth finds mine as I come apart.
When my shuddering cries quiet, he pulls away from me, and I hate how much of a loss it is. But then he’s lowering me to the floor and pulling my pants off. Then he reaches for my panties. There’s a ripping sound as he loses patience and tears them free.
I look up at him looming over me in the dimness, his broad shoulders and muscled torso blotting out everything else in this cold cell. My eyes catch on the bloodied symbol Maricha carved into his skin.
I reach for it with tender, careful hands, tracing lightly near the slash marks. Legion hisses, and I stop.
“Does it hurt?”
“Nothing about this moment hurts, love.”
He stands, shucking off his pants, and I drink in the sight of him naked and erect. Even wounded, he’s breathtakingly beautiful. His dark eyes glitter as he lowers himself over me.
My heart pounds, but it’s not from fear. Only anticipation and impatience. And so much fucking love.
“I have imagined this so many fucking times,” he says.
His cock is hard against my thigh, and he reaches down, positioning himself at my entrance.
“I dreamt of it,” I admit. “I dreamt of the primal hunt. Of letting you catch me. Claim me. But no amount of dreaming even comes close to the real thing,” I whisper back.
His mouth curves in a sexy smile as he pushes inside me.
I gasp, my eyes widening at the way he fills me, stretching me and sending waves of pleasure through me at the way he fits so perfectly. Then he begins to move, and I shudder, wrapping my legs around him until he seats himself fully inside me.
For a moment, he pauses there, drinking me in with his dark gaze.
“I want to hunt you,” he says darkly. “To fuck you. While the world watches. So they know you belong to me.”
I gasp as his words send a dark thrill shooting through me. “I want that too,” I tell him.
“When all this is over,” he promises. “I’ll take you home, and we’ll do that.”
Slowly, he eases back and rocks against me again. And again. And again. His pace is steady, but it’s not enough. Need claws through me, driving my body until my hips are rocking and bucking, urging him faster.
Legion’s eyes darken as he watches me, silently daring me to look away from him. But I don’t. I can’t.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him, panting, aching, pleasure building.
“We’re past that point, little assassin.” His voice is rough, his breath ragged as he slams into me over and over again.
My own release is so close that I can feel myself hurtling toward it. Legion tenses, his pace faster as he rocks against me. I reach up, grabbing his face and pulling it down to mine in a hot, frenzied kiss.
He growls against my lips and pulls back to flash teeth that have suddenly elongated to that of his dragon. He pauses, a question in his eye.
“Do it,” I urge him. “Claim me.”
He lowers his mouth to my throat, and his lips land on the hollow space there. A flash of pain is followed by waves of pleasure as his sharpened teeth break the skin in a bite that is followed by a rush of power.
Legion gasps.
Before he can recover, I sit up and bite his shoulder until I taste his blood on my tongue. Legion groans, and I know I’m not the only one rewarded with a renewed sense of euphoria.
The mate bond crashes over us both, the emotion and power of it overwhelming to my senses.
Legion drives into me harder, his arms holding me, his eyes raking over me as he sends us both hurtling up and over the edge of our release.
