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“Och, I can do that,” I rumble, sliding my palm along her bellyjust to marvel at the contrast of my claws along her skin once more. “Gonna fill this pretty cunt until you’re bursting with it.”

Her back bows when I really start tomove—the sound of my hips meeting her ass ringing out into the cool, twilight air. The sun has lowered enough to cast a rosy hue along her skin, blending with the all-over flush that’s spread over her chest and throat. The sight of my thick cock forcing its way inside her again and again looks almost violent, and yet she takes each thrust with pleas for more. She all butbegsme for it.

And the monster…the monster can’t fucking get enough.

“That’s it, love,” I coo. “Look at you. You’re sogood. Taking everything. You look so bloody good stuffed full of my cock like this.”

“Lachlan,” she gasps. “I’m— Can you—ah. Touch me. I need you to touch me.”

And there’s a small part of me that wants to remind her of the danger, but it’s superseded by the roaring in my ears, the rushing of my blood. I reach between her legs to dip a thumb between the lips of her cunt, circling her swollen clit as carefully as I can while still pounding into her ferociously.

She lights up as soon as I touch her, her belly clenching and thighs going taut as I roll my thumb in a steady circle, as I slip in and out of her again and again andagain.

“Come for me,” I tell her, my voice too rough, too wrong, but falling from my lips as if it’s someone else’s. “I want you to come on this cock, Keyanna. Want you to come full of a monster.”

She trembles all over, as if the words themselves are amping her higher, and I see it, the moment she lets go. Ifeelit; the walls of her cunt ripple along the length of my cock, practically milking my orgasm out of me, forcing me to follow after her.

I let out a roar that sounds every bit as beastly as I feel—throwing my head back and pressing flush against her as I pulse deep inside. She continues to tremble beneath me with aftershocks, and I can’t seem to do more than hold her tightly, unable to let her go.

I curl my body, molding myself to her as I nuzzle just below her ear. I can feel her fingers sliding over my shoulders, up into my hair to card through the strands, and I think to myself that at this moment I feel morerightthan I ever have. Keyanna has insisted over and over that everything will be okay, that we’ll beat this—but I’m realizing that it’s only with her in my arms that I can almostbelieveit.

“I would not object to doing that again before we sort all this out,” she says with a breathy laugh, turning to brush her lips along my jaw.

A choked laugh of my own escapes me, and I press my palms on either side of her against the now slightly shredded blanket, cocking a brow at her. I don’t miss the way she shivers when the movement stirs my cock, which is now growing soft inside her—things feeling like they might be slowly going back to normal—enjoying the way it makes her eyes go hazy, the way she bites her lip after.

“You really are a devil woman,” I chuckle.

Her lips quirk, and she reaches up to glide her palm over the hard planes of my chest. “I think you might like it,” she hums.

I think I might more than like it, I don’t say.

Because as impossible as it may be, asimprobableeven—I might be a bit more than falling for Keyanna MacKay, the woman who should be my enemy but just…isn’t. The only one who makes me feel like maybe, just maybe…things mightactuallyturn out all right.

“It’s almost dark,” I murmur, already mourning the loss of her.

I notice her expression fall. “Oh.”

Something squeezes in my chest at the sight of herdisappointment, and I can honestly say that I have never felt the weight of the curse more than I do at this moment. I want to walk with her under the starlight, to take her back to my bed and hold her through the night. I want so many things that I’ve never allowed myself to hope for. Things that make the uncertainty of the future all the more terrifying.

I lean in close, kissing her cheek gently. “We’ll fix it, love,” I tell her. “We’ll find the answer.”

She wraps her arms around my neck in lieu of a response, hugging me tightly as if she’s afraid to let me go. As if deep down inside, she worries that letting me out of her grip will mean that I won’t come back to her. I wish more than anything I could promise her that it isn’t a possibility, that it won’t happen.

Because in a world where it feels like I’ve never had much of anything…it suddenly feels like I have everything to lose.

25

Keyanna

I’m righting my clothes when I catch Lachlan peering over at the sinking sun, a frown on his face. “You’d better head back.”

“About that,” I tell him. “I was thinking…I’d like to see it happen.”

He stills, his brow furrowing. “You don’t want to see it, Key. It’s…shocking.”

“More shocking than claws and a ridged dick?” I ask with an arched brow.

His mouth opens and then closes, his lips pursing. “It’s…different.”