Page 111 of Fated to be Enemies


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Pure white, stained red—Danni towered over it all. Her paws were drenched in blood. She lifted up on her hind legs and slammed her feet into one of the dead wolves, grinding it to a pulp.

“Danni,” I said quietly, getting her attention. Her head whipped around, those icy-blue eyes narrowing on me. I didn’t lift my hand because she wasn’t a dog to be tamed. She was my mate, and right now, she was borderline feral.

We vampires called it blood rage.

A thick rumbling sound came from her chest. She bared her teeth, mouth easily large enough to swallow me whole. But this was Danni. Angry, wrathful, lost in a sea of emotions she didn’t know how to control; she was still my Danni.

“He’s gone,” I said, leaning against one of the few trees still standing. “I killed him.”

She let out a grunt and turned, grabbing one of the wolf sternums with her teeth to fling it across the clearing. I didn’t speak wolf, but I assumed that meant she was still pissed.

“You killed the rest of them. It’s over. You can let go now.”

She narrowed her eyes in my direction again, tail swishing impatiently. “I’ll sit out here with you all night if that’s what you want. I was thinking we could go back to the estate and get cleaned up. I’d have strawberries and rocky road brought to our room.”

The wolf paused, regarding me again, as if to say, go on.

I took a few steps toward her, stuffing my hands in my pockets.

“Then I was thinking I’d lick your pretty pussy until you came on my tongue.” I paused when the wolf started for me, her size shrinking rapidly. “I like the way you taste, and after tonight, I’m ravenous?—”

I broke off when the wolf dropped on all fours, bones cracking. Breaking. Reconfiguring. Danni threw her head back and Nova sprang from her chest, circling us before falling down by a tree, exhausted. Danni leaned forward, taking a ragged breath.

I got on my knees, brushing the hair away from her face.

One look was all it took for me to know whatever had brought on her bloodlust was still riding her hard. She lunged for me, our teeth clashing as she parted her lips. I opened my own, giving in to her.

She sucked my tongue into her mouth, her arms winding around my shoulders in an unbreakable grip. Her naked body plastered itself to my front, and my cock went hard.

“Fuck me,” she groaned. I paused, gripping her by the waist.

“You don’t want beach sex because it’s gross. I can promise the forest covered in blood won’t be any better.”

“I don’t care,” she panted. She grabbed my collar, ripping my shirt down the middle. “I still want to kill. I want to drink. I want to fuck.” She licked from the center of my chest, up my neck, to my ear. “Please, help me. This isn’t me.”

Gods. My poor, sweet?—

“Turn around,” I said, voice low. A relieved whimper escaped her as she turned and basically flung herself on all fours. I undid my pants. My hard erection pressed into her slick heat. I ran my tip up and down to make sure she was ready for me. Danni let out a moan.

“Please!” Her hands clawed the earth, digging up chunks of dirt and crushing rock.

I wrapped her wild, bloodstained white hair in one hand, pulling her up. Her back touched my chest as I pushed into her.

Relief filled me. Connection. Belonging. I wasn’t sure whose emotions these were, hers or mine. All I knew was that I had to have her.

To own her.

I clamped a hand around Danni’s hip bone, keeping her right where I wanted so I could fuck her savagely. Raw, unfiltered sounds came from her as Danni bowed her back and spread her legs further.

“You fought bravely.” I grunted, cock pulsing in and out of her tight channel. She made a noise of satisfaction in the back of her throat. “You made them pay,” I continued.

Bloodlust was a delicate thing.

It had to be worked out of the system.

“You’re a powerful alpha and queen in your own right.” My hips slapped against her ass. “You don’t need to hold on to the rage. It’s madness. It will drive you insane.”

“I know.” Danni shuddered, her slick heat beginning to flutter. Her fists shook from how tight she was wound. “I can’t stop. I. Don’t. Know. How.”

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