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Deep grooves bracketed his mouth as he grinned down at her. “That’s more like it.”
He went to kiss her but she shoved her hands between them, claws against the tender wounds of his open flesh. “Stop teasing.”
Ignoring her claws—and the pain that had to come from her piercing already torn flesh—he lowered his head and licked her lips before saying, “I’m not teasing. I just want you so fucking wet, so fucking desperate that when I take you, I don’t hear that cry of pain again.”
He shuddered.
Instinct had her retracting her claws and sliding a hand up to cup his cheek, petting, soothing.
“And... ” Dark, heady sensuality filled his voice as he continued, “I want you so fucking desperate that you’ll stop holding back.”
With that, he pushed up and caught her wrists, pinned them down on either side of her head.
Zee sucked in a breath, her wolf reacting to be pinned by arching up ineffectively as his bigger, more muscled body held her down.
But the wolf wasn’t the part that concerned her.
When he’d moved to hold her down, his thigh had pushed between hers and now his knee was pressed against her core, the wet swollen folds vulnerable, sensitive. Driven by the need, her Sidhé nature fought for control—and won.
Zee keened as the otherness welled up inside her, strong, potent, flooding the room with waves of sensual promise that echoed the ache inside her.
Niko’s eyes bled from rich blue to eerie gold in the blink of an eye and she felt his chest contract, expand as he sucked in a startled breath. “Zee, what the fuck?”
“It’s... ” She wanted to cry as the wild Fae magic coiled around them both, an invisible caress that smelled of exotic blooms, so decadently lush, it was a stroke against the senses. The escaping magic drove her body, had her rubbing against his thigh, the hair on his flesh so different from her own, so rough against the exposed folds of her sex. “I... Fuck, Niko, get off of me. I can’t control it now.”
Controlit... Hell, that was a laugh. All she’d ever done was leash it. She barely understood what it was inside her, only that it was powerful and once it had reached the boiling point, her Fae self couldn’t be put back in the box easily.
And definitely not while Niko touched her.
“Get off,” she said again.
Instead of complying, he cupped her chin.
“Control what?” The words came out stark and harsh, his skin taut against facial bones that had gone tight and rigid. The burn of lust hadn’t quite glazed over his eyes, but she could feel the impact her power had on him.
Feeling the broken fractures within rip open all over again, she glared up at him.
“Me, Niko. The Leanan Sidhé. She’s hungry and she wants out. She wants you and I can’t lock this down with you touching me. It’s too late. You don’t want to be in bed with a fucking succubus.”
His features spasmed.
But then he repositioned himself above her, settling his hips in the cradle of hers before kissing her. His hand slipped to her neck in a proprietary nature where he squeezed lightly all while thrusting his tongue into her mouth, his hips echoing the movement.
It sent his cock stroking right over her, passing back and forth over her swollen clit, pulsating against her passion-wet folds.
She was so hungry for more, she might have shoved him onto his back and mounted him—if he hadn’t had her damn hands pinned.
Angry with them both, she bit his lip hard.
Impossibly, it only seemed to turn him on more, a growl erupting from his throat as he—finally!—freed her wrists. He went straight for her breast, molding, squeezing, plucking at her nipple until she was ready to lose her mind from the sensations.
“You. I want you in my bed,” he rasped against her lips when he finally broke the kiss.
She might have sobbed—probably would later. “Maybe you do, but you’ll regret it once your head clears and you realize what this power can do.”
“It’s you who has power over me,” he said, lifting his head to look down at her, eyes still wolf-bright in the dim room. “You always have. You always will. I don’t give a damn about your Fae nature—I never should have listened to what anybody else said.”
“You—”
He kissed her again, rougher this time. As his mouth savaged hers, he caught her hand and brought it to his chest, pressing her fingers to a mark there, one just above his heart. “Feel this?”
Zee froze.
“What do you think that is, Zee?” he whispered against her lips.
Time spun away.
