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She bit her lip, her face blooming bright red and flaring down her chest. Severin flashed to her side, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth to soothe the wound.

“Oh shit,” she sighed, pulling back and trying to catch her breath.

Severin gave a little laugh and kissed her forehead. “Come on, my sexy little female. Eat, and then we need to see my Clan. We’ll feed one hunger, and then after familial duty, I promise to feed other needs,” he growled.

He gazed at the bruised spot on her neck where he’d marked her with his fangs, and his mouth watered, his canines lengthening. Shit, he couldn’t get enough of Thana. He wanted to bite her, claim her, mark her, make her his forever so nothing and nobody could take her away from him. But he clamped down on the desire, telling himself they’d have plenty of opportunities to explore their connection.

Fucking bloody hell, he’d never been so connected to a being before. His visceral reaction was pure raw hunger and chaos. He’d never spiraled out of control before, not even before Bianca and Scepter.

Heat and flames danced over his skin as they sat opposite each other. Her screams replayed in his mind until he packaged them in a little box and sealed it tight.

Thana barely tasted the steak Severin fixed for them, but she ate it and then the potato. Her body craved Severin like it did blood and sustenance. He was her fucking new addiction. She worried he would break her.

Love, need, want. It all swirled together in a whirling vortex of complete madness.

“That was great, Sev.” She smiled. “You can smell a lie, right? I didn’t taste a thing, but my stomach is full.”

He reached over, toying with the hair draped over her shoulder. “Your pussy is full of my⁠—”

Thana reached over and slapped her palm over his mouth. “Oh my gawd, you can’t say shit like that.”

Heat flooded her face at his audacious words. The male truly had no shame.

“If we didn’t need to go see my Clan, I’d fill you up again.” Severin stood, waved toward the table, and made all the food and dishes disappear. “Better get dressed,” he murmured.

She chose leather pants, a red silk top, and red stilettos. Leaving her hair loose, she glanced up and saw heat flare in Severin’s gaze. His long, thick legs disappeared beneath black, fitted, cargo-style leather pants and a fitted black T-shirt. He topped it off with a long black leather jacket. Did he have any clue how hard he made it for her to breathe?

Severin moved to her side, sliding his hand around her waist. “Are you ready?” he asked.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” She sucked in a breath.

Smoke and darkness overtook her vision. Severin’s touch held her as their forms twisted, disappeared, and then reformed.

A wise female would’ve stepped away from his heat as she became solid. A wise female didn’t let a cock lead them around like a bitch in heat. She clearly wasn’t a damn wise female, dammit. She thought of the song from the eighties or nineties about being a freak in heat, a dog without warning, and having an appetite for sex, which is so appropriate. When it came to Severin, he made her so horny.

“Your thoughts are enlightening, leanabh-nighean. And for transparency, you make me horny as well.”

“Ah, my ears. My ears,” Eliana wailed in a mock, childish wail. “Daddy is talking dirty with mommy.”

Thana snorted at the female’s words. “Ah, child. I apologize for your father’s thoughtlessness.”

A large male banged his hand on a massive table. “This is entertaining as all get out.”

“Shut it, Uriel, or I’ll send you images.” Severin pointed one finger at them. “Enough playing around, my children. Let’s get to the business at hand. First, let me properly introduce you to Thana, my female.”

She tried not to feel an absurd sense of pride hearing Severin claim her. She waved to the group of people Severin cared about. Eliana waved back, grinning like they were old friends.

Bending down, Severin kissed her cheek, then her nose. Then he moved his palm down to her ass as if he wanted to stake his claim in all ways. Holy shit, the male didn’t know boundaries.

“Hi, thanks for not slaughtering Severin for taking so long to get here. He insisted on feeding us.” Thana covered her cheeks with both hands.

“I bet he did,” Uriel said, grinning as if he’d just said the funniest thing.

Severin lifted his hand. Thana opened her mouth to respond, but everyone flew into chairs around the table, and she found herself seated in Severin’s lap at the head.

“Not another word, or I’ll remove the speaker’s tongue. I don’t care that you can regenerate the appendage or not. We all know it takes time and it is not fun to go without one’s tongue for even an hour, let alone a week or longer.” Severin’s hand slid up her thigh as he spoke.

She slapped her hand over her mouth. “Don’t even think about it, mo ghaol. That is, if you want to feel me licking along a certain appendage of yours.”