Page 100 of Bitten By the Fae


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Oh, fuck.

Mine.

I fought that last thought, my body tensing against hers, only to be sucked back into her web of delirious energy as her thighs tightened around me. This was wrong. So, so, so wrong.

Ugh, fuck, I can’t pull away.

More.

Less.

Destruction.

Beautiful.

My name fell from her lips in a sound of worship that heated my skin, her gorgeous form glued to mine as I fucked us both into a state of oblivion unlike any I’d ever reached. She screamed as she tumbled over a cliff of darkness, yanking me down with her into a rapturous sanctuary of insanity and bliss all mingled as one.

Her pleasure rivaled mine, her mind open to me in a way I didn’t understand.

I could sense her earth.

Could smell the trees and flowers she adored from home.

Could feel her safe haven welcoming me home.

What’s happening? I wondered, delirious with pleasure and confusion, my cock pulsing on another orgasm inside her andtaking me under once more. “Fuck,” I breathed, my head falling to her shoulder.

She quivered, her own ecstasy rupturing as a result of mine, our joining so much more powerful than any dream ever allowed us to experience.

Only, it left me feeling cold at the end, my soul instantly sensing a disturbance, a foreign presence that shouldn’t be inside me. I immediately locked it down, terror screeching through me at the thought of another woman using me so horribly.

Yet my powers surrounded me completely, the energy signature normal and untouched.

Except that unknown essence remained, clinging to my life source and locking around me in a way it shouldn’t.

I again tried to sever it, using my power to attack the bond and freezing when Aflora shrieked below me in pain.

Her eyes flew open, meeting my gaze at the same time. Her lips parted. Mine curled into a snarl. “What did you do?” I demanded.

Because I could see in her gaze that she knew something.

Panic and horror and fear all mingled in her expression at once.

Her lips moved without sound.

Her pupils flared.

“What the fuck did you do?” I repeated, going to my elbows on either side of her head. Our bodies were still joined below, my cock still pulsing inside her. But fury overrode the rapturous oblivion, my mind catching up with the sensation pulsating in my heart. “How?”

“I-I don’t know,” she sputtered. “I... It shouldn’t...”

I recoiled from her, going to my knees on the bed and realizing with disgust what we’d just done. “Fuck!” She’d bonded me. Not as a Midnight Fae, but as an Elemental Fae. I could feelthe ivy of her earth magic tightening around me, suffocating my connection to the source and drowning me in an essence I didn’t want. “Get rid of it. Sever it.Remove it.”

“I-I can’t,” she stammered, her expression one of astute horror. “It’s the third level.”

“What?” I knew how Elemental Fae bonds worked. There were four levels, the first two breakable and the third... not. It marked us as betrothed. Until the final ceremony that forever joined two Elemental Fae souls. “That’s fucking impossible.” It required agreement by both parties, unlike Midnight Fae bonds that could be completely one-sided when driven by the male.

“I don’t?—”