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“Mine. My Mortal,” he snarled, and his shadows expanded, falling over Andrew. All the while, Corvus didn’t stop pumping into me. The sexual sound of our flesh smacking together was rivaled by my moans.

The shadows retreated, and his grip on my neck lifted me and forced me to look at the husk.

He thrust upward, seating himself deep.

“Look at what happens to whoeverthinksof touching you.”

I panted, on the precipice of an orgasm. I wiggled, but he didn’t move, drawing out the ache.

“Thatis jealousy, Corvus,” I spat, grinding back to feel every inch of his thick, textured cock. “Not just a human fallacy, huh?”

His body began to shake behind me.

The low hum of horns rent the chamber. Multiple horns that had to be ridiculously loud, if the noise spilled into the room.

He snarled, his grip turning agonizing.

“It is Novareth,” he bit out and let me go so suddenly, I had to catch myself before falling on my face. His announcement left me with no confusion. I knew what had been coming since the beginning.

Rumbling and hisses exploded from Corvus. I scrambled to my feet and ended up with my back to the wall, several feet away from the large pole. I would never make it around him.

Corvus’s wings were spread out wide, and shadows whipped around him violently. He lowered his head, and the trembling stopped, making him so still it was frightening.

I tried not to move, to hold off breathing, but my pounding heart didn’t allow it. I sucked in a ragged inhale.

He was suddenly in my face, shoving me against the wall, gripping my wrists to pin them to the brick. His teeth pressed against my throat, his tongue flicking up the side of my neck.

I moaned, my hips twisting to press against his hard abdomen. If I were just a bit taller, I would be able to rub my aching core against his thigh.

Corvus pulled back, his sweet breath fanning against my neck and making my hair flutter at my temples.

“You are my sacrifice,” he snarled as if trying to convince himself. Tendrils wound up my arms.

“Goodbye, Corvus,” I panted. Resolve settled over my thoughts, and they calmed with acceptance. The more peaceful and still I became, he became the opposite.

His body began to shake again, and he bared his sharp teeth. Was he holding back?

“No,” he hissed out, his head shaking from side to side, his wings flexing. Hewasholding back.

“Don’t act like you’re good now,” I breathed. “Do it.”

“I cannot contain—” Shadows whipped outward and extinguished the nearby torches. They plumed, and my vision was overtaken by darkness.

I gasped, a painful tugging originating in my chest and spreading throughout my body, as if he’d taken hold of my veins and yanked at them.

Tears welled in my eyes, but I couldn’t move; my body was growing painfully cold. I whimpered, and suddenly, it all stopped, and my vision returned.

The torches were still lit even if the room was unfocused.

In a sudden motion, he yanked back with a roar, his body vibrating. The shadows wound around his wrists and slowly pried him away from me. He’d been grabbing onto me so hard that, upon being pulled away, deep cuts opened along my arms.

I screamed from the stinging agony as red lines split my skin. I could only watch in shock as the shadows writhing from him wrapped around the iron pole, bending it at a right angle.

Corvus shoved himself backward, and the tip of the pole where Andrew had been chained to went through his torso. Black liquid oozed from where he’d impaled himself; the split flesh was a gruesome sight.

“Leave.” He shook his head, his claws digging into his torn chest like he was trying to rip himself open. “Get away from me until I am no longer conscious.”

I couldn’t look away from the oozing black blood.