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That tongue has never looked so tempting. I want it on me. In me. Now.

Instead, Dev reaches down with his index finger and uses his long, sharp claw to scratch a solid line from my chest down to my belly button, going just deep enough to draw blood.

The tiny bit of pain is nothing compared to the desire sparking in his eyes or the way he leans down and laps at the tiny beads of red. Fuck. That hot, wet tongue is perfect.

My entire body squeezes tight as I lean back on my elbows and let him lick my torso. Once. Twice. Even though his tongue isn’t touching the spots I want, there’s an echoing pulse from my body, a phantom sensation as he laps at me.

Eyelashes fluttering closed, I’m shocked when the air moves around me, and suddenly, I’m flying, spinning, flipped over. My stomach crashes into the saltwater, and that ragged red line upmy stomach becomes a biting sting as Dev’s palm presses down on my back and forces my torso into the inch of shallow water.

Smack! His other hand collides with my bare ass in a harsh spanking that makes me gulp.

Asshole.

“You will remember your place, kitten.” Dev’s tone is smug as he lands blow after blow, making my ass flare with pain.

I grit my teeth and swallow the words that I want to spit at him. I focus on planting my hands and pushing myself out of the water, eliminating this saltwater sting. He pins me down, chuckling when I squirm uselessly in his grip.

I’m going to kill him. Forget fucking. I’m going to murder?—

Just as I start to snarl, his clawed hand reaches between my legs, and his fingers drag over the edges of my slit, teasing me just enough to silence me. The writhing pit of red anger in my stomach is tinted pink with lust, and I realize he’s trying to do nearly the same thing to me that I planned to do to him. Make me lose control. Drive me to angry, lust-filled madness.

Well, I won’t. I refuse.

He’s not going to win.

I sneak one of my hands closer to my body and twist my palm. Hoping that instinct will help me keep my magic subtle, I imagine freezing the droplets of blood lining my scratch, forming a protective barrier from this saltwater punishment. An ice-cold line slowly snakes down my breasts and over my stomach, stopping just above the crackling heat of my pussy, where Dev’s fingers are expertly fanning the flames.

I debate reaching back and trying to touch his dick, which brushes heavily against my thigh every few seconds, almost as if he can’t resist, but I decide that pretending he has control means that I should orgasm for him, making him think I’m soft and compliant afterward.

Yes, this is a winning strategy. I’m a genius. Orgasming and then one-upping the werewolf. I’m not sure life gets better.

“Dev.” I make my tone breathy, a wispy remnant of what it normally is. It’s not a hard thing to do, considering how his huge claws are dragging up and down the entire length of my slit.

His fingers amp up the sensation and circle my clit, and the smugness in his tone is apparent as he says, “You have something to say, little kitten?”

“I— I?—”

He pinches my clit lightly, rubbing it between his fingers, his claws so near to my delicate skin that they add an exquisite edge of danger to his motions.

“You want to apologize?” He amps up his teasing by bringing his precum-covered cock between my legs from behind and pumping it deliciously along my inner thighs.

My breasts swell, and even without being touched, a tingling sensation runs from my nipples down my stomach to join with the roiling heat in my pussy.

“Dev! Yes!” I add theyesto let him think I’m responding to his question, when I’m really just responding to his motions, to the way he’s started to tug my clit in a tiny little circle.

Lustrous streaks start to glimmer in my vision, and my entire body fills with heat, buzzing and beaming.

The one word must be enough for now because the Devourer indulges me, quickening his pace and letting me fall over the edge. My muscles tighten as my bones melt, and my body is overwhelmed with a delectable blaze of pleasure. Gluttonous, I buck against the Devourer’s hand, drawing the sensation out for as long as possible, until my arms are barely able to hold up my trembling body.

Fuck.

Oh god.

It’s not until Dev’s hot cock has slid into me, stretching me and making me tremble, that I remember my plan.

Shit. He’s fucking me from behind, and there’s no way Creep can join in this position. I have to get him to switch.

The snap of his hips and the resulting jiggle of my ass and breasts make it hard to think. So much sensation at once. Especially with those balls of his, which are twice as thick in this monster form, wrecking me with each and every thrust.

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