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“Anything you need.” He pulls my hands up, pinning them above my head with my wrists in one of his large palms. His free hand tilts my neck to the side as he grinds.
I asked for it, but I’m still shocked when his fangs rip into my flesh. His bite is lower than Atlas’s on the opposite side, but the pain pulses in my clit.
Silence moans, lapping at my skin as his cock jerks violently.
I’m smacked with a wave of his satisfaction that quickly transforms into carnal bliss. His thoughts slam into me like a freight train. Either Atlas and Malice are better at blocking their thoughts or... I don’t know.
It might be because we’re fated, but I can feel his echoing pleasure at completing his side of our bond.
My cunt locks down on his shaft as he thrusts as deep as he can go, unloading jet after jet of hot cum.
“That’s it, love. Take every inch. You’re such a good girl,” he moans into my skin. “You’remygood girl.”
I nod, trembling as I quake.
“Silence,” I beg, but even I don’t know what I’m asking for.
He thrusts, working his lower stomach against my clit as I come violently. He continues murmuring soft praises the entire time.
“Next time, I’ll come all over your gorgeous tits and make a real mess of you,” he says, finally releasing my hands.
I wrap them around his neck and hungrily attack his mouth. It’s the unwavering devotion and utter contentment that bring tears to my eyes.
“I can feel you so clear,” Silence says, shuddering out a breath.
“Me too,” I agree, slamming my face into the crook of his neck. My magic pulses, reminding me why I’m here. My tongue flicks over his wound as my teeth break the skin. He bleeds a little, and I lap it up as he grunts, working his still hard cock even deeper.
“Good God, Ali,” Silence growls. “You’re truly all fuckingmine.”
I laugh to keep from bursting into happy tears. “Remember when you made a comment about Charity? Has the human realm changed your beliefs so quickly?”
“Nah, just my speech patterns,” he jokes, kissing me deeply. “Now, let me actually help you clean up.”
The smile that breaks out over his face takes my damn breath away.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Hex
My kraken is on the verge of turning into a menace. He’s rabid to get some one-on-one time with our mate. I ache to sink my teeth in so deeply that she’ll never manage to escape, but I’m also slightly afraid that, if I get my hands on her, I won’t be able to stop from implanting my eggs.
Ali bounds down the stairs with her hair wet from her shower with Silence. It’s something to focus on, to keep myself from heading next door to fuck up Banyan. That motherfucker knew where Ali was. He kept her whereabouts from me, and at some point, I’m going to pay him back for that deception.
I don’t give a fuck if he protected her from the Unseelie court. He had no goddamn right to keep my mate from me. Suckers break out across my skin.
Ali frowns, tilting her head. She’s wearing a shirt I believe belongs to Atlas. It falls mid-thigh, but the top is see-through from where the wet ends of her hair have fallen over her breasts.
A low rumble escapes my chest as I attempt to push my kraken back. His thoughts are solely focused on grabbing our mate and slinking off to the tanks at The Den. He wants to implant our eggs in water. My head shakes, and I focus on reminding him she hasn’t actually agreed to carry our clutch.
“Hex?” she whispers, rocking on her toes. “Are you okay?”
I believe it’s the soft tone and possibly her concern that drive my monster to take over with little regard for my valid points on why he shouldn’t.
“Uh oh, you’re trapped in your clothes.” Her head tilts as she laughs. She approaches with zero fear or knowledge that my beast is firmly in the driver’s seat. Her small hand swipes over me, removing my clothing.
My lower half morphs, transforming into tentacles as soon as the constricting fabric is no longer in the way. My arms stay crossed over my chest, but I know it’s a full change, because my face begins to twitch. I’m fairly sure it’s a byproduct of the pathways in my brain adapting to control the new appendages, including the ones that sprout from my face when I’m fully my kraken.
Ali laughs as a tentacle coils its way around her back and ass. Another zigzags around her shoulders and under her arms. It’s so instinctual, I don’t believe I will myself to lift her, but at the same time, it’s clear I am. Mostly, I just need her close so we can have this discussion.
