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“Take all of it. Deeper.”

All of it? It already felt as if he were on a mission to drill himself up into my belly. A whimper escaped me as I lowered my hips with his next thrust, fingers digging into his muscles as I stretched around him. “Ah! Jericho!”

“Fuck, that’s a good girl,” he said roughly, kicking his head back. “Now circle your hips. Feel me inside of you.”

With trembling muscles, I moved my hips as he’d commanded, and felt the tiny electrical impulses dance over my flesh, marking his depth. A shudder rippled over me, and I let out a shaky breath. “Oh, God.”

“Say His name again, and I will fuck it out of your vocabulary.”

Ohgodohgodohgodohgod.

“There was a time you called me your lord, and as a young boy, I felt it was wrong to hold you beneath me.” His tone carried a dark malicious snip, and while that wasn’t entirely unusual for Jericho, the edge of domination and control sent a tremble of fear through me. The pressure inside of me eased as he backed out, then swelled with the slow drive of his hips. “But the truth is, I quite enjoyed the sound of it on your lips.” In and out, he pumped his cock, the pain from before twisting into a strange comfort. A need. Calm settled over me, my body soft and pliant to his steady thrusts. “Say it. Tell me what I want to hear.”

“My Lord, you feel so good.” Much as I wanted to deny it, calling him lord prodded a submissive part of me that I didn’t realize was buried until that moment. I’d always been in control of my life, and was never one to take orders from anyone, let alone a man. But right then, I wanted to be his supplicant. I wanted to fall to my knees and follow every filthy, depraved command he gave me.

“Let me claim you. Lift your head.” He pistoned faster, my body jostling and weak with whatever odd, cozy sensation had come over me. “We can do this every hour of every day. I will bring you to climax over and over, fucking you until you are so full of my cum, you won’t be able so much as exhale without it dripping down your thighs. Would you like that, Tu’Nazhja?”

“Mmmm.” I smiled, biting my lip as the obnoxious wet sounds left little doubt that his dirty words turned me on.

“Then, give yourself to me. Let me claim you now.”

With flaccid arms, I pushed off him and tilted my head, willingly offering myself. I wanted it for reasons I couldn’t understand. Imagining his teeth in my flesh, the bite of pain mingling with the pleasure, sent another titillating rush of fluids down my thigh. “Yes. I want you to claim me,” I whispered.

“Come closer, my love. Give yourself to me.”

22

FARRYN

Aloud screeching sound hammered through my skull, the same high-pitched scream I’d heard so many times before. As it pierced through my senses, I screwed my eyes shut, and at the first scratch against my throat, I shot upright and slapped a hand to my neck. Opening my eyes showed Jericho snapping his teeth, his incisors elongated to sharp fangs that dripped with a black substance.

“Jericho!”

His hips relentlessly drove into me, becoming painful as his cock swelled inside of me.

“Jericho, please!”

He didn’t stop.

The black in his eye turned red, and panic exploded inside of me. Was this real, or just a dream? Surely, he would’ve stopped if it were real. He wouldn’t have kept going after I’d begged him to stop.

As words floated through my mind, I reached up to his hand caught in the binds, pressing my palm to his. “Stre vera’tu!”

He slowed his thrusts, and the look in his unpatched eye held a shadow of betrayal.

The horns at his forehead retracted back into his skin, sealing to a smooth surface.

The black of his skin faded, returning to his usual tone, and I once again stared into a sea of blue. Confusion swirled in his gaze, his brows pinching to a frown as he glanced up at his bound hands then back to me.

“Farryn? What are you doing?”

I lifted my hips, and just as before, what felt like a jolt of electricity shot up into me. “Ah! God!”

“Fuck.” Jericho buried his face against his arm and groaned.

“What’s happening?”

“It happens before a claiming. The head of my dick swells up. It’s to keep you from getting away, which is why I specifically told you tostayaway.”

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