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Her hands moved over my chest frantically, as the blood was washed away, the water turning pink as it disappeared down the drain. I covered her hands, stopping her. “I’m not hurt.”

“But you’re injured,” she said, taking in the bruises and cuts on my skin.

“They’re already healing.” My voice was all predator. The monster and my need for Rose made it sound even harsher.

She stared up at me. “Ronan, where were you all day? Whose blood is this?”

“I was in Hell.”

“What?” Fear cracked through her voice.

“Most of this blood belongs to Azel,” I said, my fangs fully extended now.

“I don’t understand, what’s going on—”

I pressed a finger to her perfect lips. “I’m going to fuck you now, my heart. First, to appease the monster inside me, to claim my mate, to make you mine. Then I’m going to carry you to your bed and make love to you. Are you okay with that?”

Heat filled her eyes, and her cheeks were slashed with a deep pink. “Yes, I’m okay with that.”

With a growl, I hauled her off her feet and slammed my mouth down on hers. Her legs locked around my waist, and I pressed her to the wall, devouring her mouth. She kissed me back hungrily, nipping my lips, and sucking my tongue. I needed her now, but I needed her ready to take me. She was a virgin, and I’d never been with a female before. I wanted to make this good for her. I needed that more than anything.

So I dragged my mouth from hers and kissed a trail down her throat. Then, lowering her feet to the floor, I kissed a hot path across her chest to her breasts. Her nipples were tight, a darker shade of pink, and I groaned as I filled a hand with her soft flesh, then sucked one of the stiff little peaks into my mouth.

She shoved her fingers into my hair, holding me there with a needy moan that had my cock throbbing harder. Shoving a hand between her thighs, I sank my fangs into the flesh surrounding one of those perfect little nipples, and she cried out instantly, her legs almost giving out as she rocked against my hand, coming for me, from my bite, like I knew she would.

She was slick under my fingers, and I dragged them through her wetness, making her rock her hips faster.

“More. Please, Ronan,” she cried.

I slid a finger inside her, and she gasped and clung to me.

“So tight,” I growled out. “Need to get you off again, Rose. I don’t want to hurt you when I take you.”

“You won’t…Please.”

I slid in another finger, stretching her wider, and she groaned low. “One more time, my heart.” I kissed my way down her body, dropping to my knees in front of her. Pulling one leg over my shoulder, I opened her wide for me and buried my mouth against her pussy, while I pumped my fingers in and out of her tight opening. She tasted like Rose, perfect, and I ate at her ravenously, sucking and licking every inch of her before I finally focused on her clit.

My bite had gotten her off the first time, but this one I wanted to be me alone. Her body trembled and her cries grew louder. I threw up my block again, around both of us, so no one in the house would hear her or walk in on us.

Her fingers shoved deeper into my hair, then she fisted and cried out, giving me what I wanted, coming for me again. Her pussy tightened around my fingers, and when the spasms eased, I slid my fingers free and stood. Mindless with hunger, I yanked her off her feet and her legs immediately locked around me once more.

I kissed and sucked her throat, kissing a path to her ear. “You ready for me, petal?”

She whimpered. “Yes. God, Ronan, I need you.”

I pressed her to the wall and, leaning back, looked down between our bodies. She was so impossibly beautiful, her pussy spread for me, puffy and pink and slick.

Taking myself in hand, I pressed the swollen head to her opening and looked up at her. “You are mine, Rose. Every part of you. I feel it. You feel it, too, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she said and rolled her hips, pressing down on the head of my cock. “And you’re mine,” she said, cupping the side of my face.

Teeth gritted from the strain of holding back, I dropped my forehead to hers. “Yes. I am yours. I’ve only ever been yours.” Then I pushed the head of my cock inside her.

Rose’s thighs shook, and she bit her lip, drawing blood.

I lapped it up. “More?”

“Yes, I want more.”