Page 210 of Sweetheart: Part Two


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Both?The thrill of the hunt,andthe thrill she offered?

Vexwaseverything.

Again, I let that moment replay in my head. Crimson blood spilling as she sank her teeth into Zeus’s throat.

For me.

My perfect mate.

I tilted my head just the smallest amount as I saw movement. The pale skin of her foot crushing the plush grass came into view around a corner.

One more step and I saw the moonlight across her smooth legs. The flash of a silken black gown hanging open to reveal dark lace clinging to creamy skin.

She leaned forward, peering around the corner—looking the wrong way.

Silver-brown locks tumbled free, moonlight sliding across each like a reflection on water. She shifted enough for the silken gown to sway, revealing gentle curves over a slender frame. The bralette she’d chosen wasn’t enough to hide the peaks of her nipples.

She went still, and I knew my scent had given me away.

She turned, and I saw the flash of pretty golden eyes, wide as she took me in. I launched toward her.

She let out a breath of shock and threw herself backward.

This time she wouldn’t get away.

She’d managed to turn and get her feet beneath her, but I had her by the hair, dragging her against me. She wailed in shock and the sound, paired with the lust I felt from her through the bond, was like a pulse of heat straight to my cock.

When she’d asked if I wanted her to fight, I hadn’t imagined this performance. Her claws were out, her eyes fierce as she fought me.

I loved seeing her like this.

I slammed her down against the grass, a growl in my chest as her nails caught my cheek.

She fought like a lioness.

Fuck.

This was a release like no other.

She struggled against me, a snarl breaking from her lips, but I had her pinned in seconds, wrists above her head as I trapped her against the ground by her chest.

The lace was an easy obstacle to rid myself of, snapping in my grip with ease. I liked how she stilled when I did that, as if I’d convinced her, at last, that she was mine.

She was the only woman in the world who’d ever truly caught my attention, the only woman I’d ever killed for.

And she had killed for me.

I would fuck her until she couldn’t remember her own name.

I used my free hand to adjust her hips and lined my cock against her entrance. She tilted her head, meeting my eyes as a breathy gasp escaped her.

I paused. We remained frozen for a long moment as I held her pale slender body against the rich green grass.

She had nowhere to go.

A whine rose in her chest, pupils so wide I could barely see gold anymore, and she shifted against me, fighting my grip to get closer.

Fuck.

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