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Story: Kollaborator King

Krave slowly dropped to his knees, covering his face, breaths heaving. “Fuck,” he gasped, hands sliding down to his lap.

“Without a shadow of a doubt,” Reuban added with firm nods.

“What do you know of his powers?” Kildare wondered. “I can barely see them.”

“I see pieces,” Reuban whispered, frustrated. “Enough to know he has a chilling amount.” He eyed both of them.“He needs us,” he stressed. “Do you both understand what I’m saying?”

“I understand the risks any being with great power and free will, poses,” Krave assured.

“His bonding powers are otherworldly,” Kildare said, still in awe.

“Which is exactly what terrifies me,” Reuban stressed. “His bond is his heart, and that is bigger than this entire fucking planet. That means everything and everybody he cares about—which will be everything and everybody—will be leverage used against him.”

“Raviel will tell us what he’ll need,” Kildare said, his wings out and twitching along the ground.

“Your woman is here,” Krave said, snapping Reuban out of his thoughts.

“Good, she can take me to town. We’ll get him clothes. I’ll call you when we’re returning—he should be fully grown by then. Stay right with him,” Reuban ordered, heading toward a panicked, empty-handed Larena. “And call me if anything happens,” he hurried over his shoulder.

“What is going on?” she demanded as he neared, sensing what was in his mind.

“We found the boy.”

She shot past him and Reuban drew a lungful of authority. “Larena. Come here.”

She jolted to a halt and gasped, head whipping left, eyes stabbing into him.

“I said… come here.”

Her jaw clenched as she physically fought to disobey, rebelliously testing his powers, daring to look for weaknesses.

Really.

He wrapped a mental fist around the Sinner’s Bond and yanked, turning his hostile prisoner into a projectile that slammed both of them to the ground.

“Fuck,” he groaned as she fought to move off him, grinding on his dick in the process. His cock thanked her with a full-on erection, which earned him her infuriated gasp.

“Tell me what’s going on,” she shot out. “I can tell something’s happened with you. Why are you groping me!”

“I’m… looking for a release on this fucking hold I have you in.”

“Well it’s not on my ass,” she guaranteed with much gasping.

He dug his fingers into the tight flesh, eyeing her. “Well, yourassis grinding on my dick and unless you want me tofuckyou right here on the ground, you’ll let me figure out how to disconnect.”

“Disconnect what, is there a literal chain around me?”

God, she was killing him.

Reuban moved his hands to her face and pulled her mouth to his, kissing her.

The shock to their system created a crack but the dark lust shoved in it before he could use it to escape. Five seconds of that unholy fire had her pinned under him with his tongue stabbing and his teeth biting into his soft angel. The Sinner’s Bond demanded he punish his delectable prisoner with unspeakable pleasure, and he couldn't think of why he shouldn't.

“Reuban…stop!” she begged right in his mouth, punctuating the weak plea with a moan that brought his fingers clamping on her ass.

In a frantic final attempt, he swore to the law in his blood that he’d carry out her judgment while on their shopping spree and that appeased the lusty overlord immediately.

He managed to pull Larena to her feet, getting his hands slapped when he tried to dust her off.