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I grasped a handful of her silky strands with one hand, and with the other, I tilted her head up to meet my lips. She tugged me closer, and my body melted into hers as I moved my hips in a circular motion. Her legs curled around me in response, sending shockwaves through my system that blotted out any doubts. At that moment, we fit perfectly together.

I slipped my hand beneath the fabric of her panties, feeling her hot lubricant silky on my fingers. With each stroke, my erection hardened until it was too much. She unbuttoned my pants, then wrapped her delicate fingers around my throbbing length as if it belonged solely to her. Her strokes sent currents down my legs as she let out soft moans that gradually increased in intensity until they were all that could be heard.

I inserted three fingers into her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. A wave of desire rippled throughout my body, desperate to be inside of her.

The sting of her earlier rejection slipped away as she held onto me, as if I was the only thing she wanted in this world. “You,” I said breathily, “are mine.” Her eyes widened, conflict threading in her gaze, and I whispered again, feeling the vulnerable cracks in my heart opening. “And I am yours.”

I carefully cupped the back of her head, feeling her thick breasts press against my chest. She bit down hard on my shoulder in response, my fingers dancing across her skin. Her body quaked and moved with each teasing caress, as my hands trembled.

I grabbed her round hips, angling her body, then pushed my aching dick against her lower stomach. She gasped as I forced her panties down to the floor, then brought my lips to hers again. With one hand around her back and the other gripping her ass, I eased my way into her tightness, watching her carefully, but she didn't wince.

Her legs locked around my waist, pulling me deeper. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I plunged harder, almost coming too soon as her pussy gripped my length. Every moral feeling faded away as waves of pleasure flooded through me with each thrust.

“I need you,” she whispered, the confession snapping any restraint might have had. She instinctively arched her back, and I grabbed her breast, her nipples hard, and a moan escaped from her lips as I flicked one with my thumb.

Heat coursed through my body as I ground against her, our sweat-slicked skin pressed tightly together. She ran her hands up my chest, popping each button of my shirt. Her scream of pleasure echoed around us with every thrust. The grip of her inner walls around me grew ever tighter until finally I became undone.

I gasped for air as she cried out my name. I moved faster, a fire building in my core, until it erupted. Vibrations rippled through my entire body, shooting up my dick and tensing the muscles in my ass until I exploded inside her. We moved together in perfect synchrony, every moan louder than before, our bodies shaking together as the last pulses of pleasure ebbed away.

I brushed my lips over hers, knowing it would be the last time I ever kissed her. She exposed her neck, but I lowered her onto the ground. “I’m sorry.”

I’d never felt this way before, and it was fucking terrifying. But I knew then, I was not turning her. There was no chance I was allowing her to risk her life, to become something she hated. The vision was enough to know it was a bad idea.

I took a step back, looking at her surprised stare, then averted my gaze. There was a possibility, although I never thought it could ever happen to me, that Ilovedher.

TWENTY-FOUR

Niall

Iwalkeddowntothe dungeons, avoiding the aniccipere. My heart charged with hope as I breathed in Elizabeth’s perfume, still lingering on my body from a few hours ago. Being with her was unexpected, and nothing like I thought it would be. She felt likehome. I’d never experienced that before.

Suddenly, after a century of distancing myself, I had someone I truly cared about, a woman worth fighting for. Along with Adrian, who was the closest thing to a brother I had, the desire to destroy Salenia was stronger than ever.

I hadn’t seen Astor yet, biding my time until Adrian could pay off enough of the guards to let me down there. The aniccipere were feeding, so they weren’t hanging around here. It was the perfect time to interrogate him.

The shadows of the dungeon shifted around me like ghostly hands, dragging me further into its depths. The silence seemed to stretch on for eternity, punctuated only by the deep groans of thunder from outside. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the dungeon; Astor illuminated in the faint light of a single torch lit on the far wall.

He kneeled on the floor, his chest heaved with shallow breaths as he clutched a slim bottle filled with the last ounce of blood they’d fed him. Wind seeped through the cracks in the stone walls and whistled throughout the dungeon, and a chill descended from above. I supposed it was a good thing the mortals were moved from down here and up into the feeding rooms; they couldn’t survive this cold.

The surrounding air thickened as I stomped forward, my boots crunching over bits of bone and stone that reverberated through the dungeon walls. I stalked closer, his expression contorting with fear when he looked up.

My anticipation grew, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I stepped closer. I could taste his fear, the stench of his sweat in my nostrils. My senses heightened as I devoured his terror. I wanted to hear him beg for his life before I took it. I’d been waiting to get my hands on ever since he’d kidnapped our princess.

My lips curled into a sadistic smile when I reached him. He wrestled against the restraints on his wrists, pleading‘nos’,leaving his mouth as I crouched to his level, his bare feet kicking against the cold floor. I stopped, my face just inches away from his bulging eyes. The wild thumping of his heart reverberated through my ears, and I laughed.

“Well, well, look who it is.”

I leaned forward, caressing the skin around his windpipe as I imagined squeezing it.

“Please, don’t do this Niall. I don’t want Salenia, she’s all yours.”

I laughed, savoring every plea. “This isn’t about Salenia.”

I pressed my thumb against his throat, hard enough to make him suck in a desperate breath. He gasped for more until I pulled away suddenly, and he flinched. I pulled Elizabeth's dagger from my pocket, the silver blade glowing brightly under the low flickering light.

I was going to enjoy this.

“I don’t know anything,” he said breathlessly, sliding further back into the wall, as if the shadows could hide him.

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