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The euphoric look that crossed her face was one I would never forget for all my days.

It burned itself into my brain and ruined me for any other woman I ever bedded after this.

Her head fell back, a low moan left her lips, and I couldn’t help but run my hands up along her stomach to squeeze her full breasts.

They filled my hands so perfectly I never wanted to let go.

If I hadn’t been entranced by this woman before, I definitely was now.

Watching Haron rise and fall on my cock was like seeing the goddess Wira take human form, the duality of death and sensuality merging before my eyes in her wild grin and the spark in that vivid blue eye.

The other was as black as a void, one that I would gladly lose myself in.

Long nails dug into my chest as if trying to tear through the skin to my heart, and when she began to drag them down, fiery trails were left in their wake.

The hiss that escaped my lips could have been from pain or overwhelming pleasure.

I drew my legs up to plant my feet into the bed, giving myself some more leverage to thrust up into her as much as she was driving down onto me.

Haron leaned back ever so slightly to press her back to the tops of my thighs, and the new angle made my eyes roll back in my head.

“H-Haron.” The moan that became her name was almost embarrassing. “Gods, Haron, you feel incredible. Go slower.”

“How do you ask, Your Highness?” The way she said my title was clearly a taunt.

We both knew I had no power in this moment, and she was reveling in it.

Never had I experienced a woman who took charge in the bedroom like she did, and it was surprisingly exhilarating.

If anyone had the power to topple my authority, it would be Haron Val Toric.

What she didn’t know was I would give this whole fucking kingdom to her if she only asked.

“ Please .”

That word, whispered from some deep part of my heart, seemed to feed her fiery passion like dry kindling to a bonfire.

I couldn’t do much more than hold onto her hips as she rode me, gritting my teeth to keep from making too much noise.

I had already given up enough. Haron’s enchanting eyes bore into mine, hardly blinking like a predator with its prey in sight.

Every place her skin touched mine felt like it was a second from catching fire with how hot she burned.

Maybe that was it. This wasn’t sex. Haron was devouring me, and I would gladly sacrifice myself in that fire.

“Mmmm…” Haron’s voice cracked on a deep groan and her head fell back again, loose on her elegant neck. The way her back arched was so tantalizing, some of the joints along her spine cracking from the stretch. “I want to hear you, Irin.”

She lifted slowly, the muscles in her toned thighs quivering with the effort, and lowered just as deliciously, achingly slow.

The way everything in her pelvis seemed to clench around me almost to the point of pain drew another moan from somewhere deep in my chest. I made to pull Haron over and reverse our positions when her hands slammed back into my chest and shoved me back to the bed.

“Where are you going?” The question was poisoned—deadly if answered with the wrong antidote of an answer. Her head had tilted up so her piercing stare could pin me in place. “Not comfortable having a woman on top?”

I laughed, completely breathless, as she kept her slow pace up and down. “Actually, my ass is starting to cramp in this position. I was hoping you’d be a little more cooperative with a switch.”

Haron blinked. I tried and failed to smother an awkward chuckle. Then, the most glorious sound I ever heard burst from her lips and shook her whole body. Her laughter filled the whole bedroom and jostled the bed, giving more unneeded stimulation to my already painfully stiff cock.

“Such a charmer,” Haron teased lightly. She rose off the cradle of my legs, and I immediately mourned the loss of her wet warmth. “Here, move up a bit. There, with your back to the wood.”

She remained kneeling high enough for me to slide my legs higher on the bed until I propped my back against the carved headboard.

With a smirk sexy enough to fry what parts of my brain hadn’t already melted, she crawled the short distance back into my lap.

Her arms bracketed my head on either side to grip the edge of the wood tightly.

Just the slightest brush of the soft skin on her forearms drove me wild all over again.

Gods, she was everything I never knew to ask for in a woman.

I lifted my hands from where they clutched the bed sheets on either side of my hips, moving to grip her again, when Haron shook her head. We were so close, the tip of her nose brushed against mine.

“No sir, no touching. Just sit there and take it.”

I had to bite my lip to keep the hungry whimper from creeping out. “Gods, Haron…”

I didn’t even know what to beg for at this point.

My teeth dug into my bottom lip hard enough to taste blood when she placed one fingertip on my chest, gliding it down ever so slowly until the warm skin of her palm wrapped around my length.

Her hands had calluses along its arch like my own, gained from regularly gripping and swinging a sword, and they added just the slightest edge of roughness against the most sensitive part of me.

That contradictory sensation sent another wave of shivers up my spine.

I didn’t think it was possible to be this tortured during sex. But like everything else regarding Haron, she was more than happy to blow my beliefs right out of the water.

A particularly rough twist of her wrist pulled another whimper from me. “Haron… Haron… Gods, I can’t—”

“Oh, but you can.” She leaned forward, her hand and the insides of her thighs against the only parts of her touching me, and lightly brushed her lips against mine. “You can be a good boy for me, can’t you?”

Haron nipped my bottom lip, pulling it slightly as she pinned it between her straight teeth, and something in me snapped from its mooring.

The beastwalker form I usually kept under tight restraint broke its chains, bringing on a partial transformation so fast I couldn’t catch it in time to pull back.

The world shifted to the more vivid colors of its enhanced sight, and I could feel my jaw crack and begin to shift to take on an elongated shape.

It stopped just short of a full shift, bearing a mouth full of fangs growing over the normal teeth and I snarled loudly.

Fur began to sprout along my arms, chest, and the tops of my thighs in a thick, black pelt.

The claws blessedly didn’t grow in, but my hands grew in proportion to the rest of my body, stretching out and taking more space on the already large bed.

Through it all, Haron watched with a kind of excitement not found in a normal, rational person. Even as a half-beast, it felt more like she was about to eat me .

“Ah, there he is,” she cooed, running her hands down my chest before moving them back up to bury her fingers in the thick fur that had already sprouted across my shoulders. “I was hoping to see this side of you. I don’t want a tame little princeling in bed.”

“It’s… dangerous,” I managed to say, although the words were becoming garbled by the resounding growl that started low in my throat.

Combined with the alcohol already taking its toll on my mind, this was the worst possible situation I could be in for sex.

At least, sex that didn’t end up with someone getting mauled.

Haron had the audacity to roll her eyes . If she wasn’t so damn attractive, I’d wring her neck for her recklessness.

Instead of proceeding with caution, the woman buried her hand in my hair and wrenched my head to the side, eliciting a much louder growl from the slight discomfort.

Then she pressed her face to the crook of my neck and bit down on the strained muscle even through the layer of fur.

It was in that very moment I came to a very important, disturbing realization about us both.

Haron was possibly more feral than me in this form, and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

“Haron…” Her name was a rumble in my chest. I panted heavily as she continued to bite her way up my neck and along my jaw toward my mouth, even as my teeth were clenched tight in a last effort to maintain control. “ Don’t. ”

She caught my mouth in a brutal kiss, nipping my lips until they opened to let her in.

My fists twisted so tightly in the sheets I could hear them ripping, and she took that brief moment of distraction to sink onto my cock again.

The moan she breathed into my mouth was swallowed up by my responding snarl, and all my heightened senses narrowed to focus on her smell, her heat, the feel of her slick pussy almost strangling me with how tightly she clung to every throbbing inch.

I hadn’t even realized I’d closed my eyes until a dark chuckle from her lips made them snap open.

Finally, I had enough of being the underdog in this bed.

A surprised oof left her smiling lips when I flipped us over, both of our heads now closer to the foot of the bed as I loomed over her sprawled body.

I managed to stay inside her and used the extra momentum to shove myself as deep as her body would allow.

Haron gritted her teeth against the pain I’m sure she felt when I drove deeper, but we were already far past gentle touches and considerate murmurs of praise.

“Just remember,” I brought my face closer to hers, ruffling the loose pieces of hair around her face with my heaving pants of hot air, “You started this.”

A frantic, hungry light sparked bright in that one blue eye, and her sharp nails dug so deep into my back I’d be surprised if there wasn’t blood springing beneath them.

“Do your worst, Irin. But don’t make empty promises.”

Her words, almost as bestial of a snarl as mine, unhinged me completely.

One of my hands wrapped around her throat, the span almost large enough to touch my fingertips at the back, and I let my hips swing freely as I pulled back and drove into her at a wild pace.

Her own hand snapped up to hold mine and slipped a couple of fingers in between my palm and the front of her throat, like she was making sure I wouldn’t grip tight enough to choke her.

Somehow, that made the whole experience that much more potent.

She trusted me to keep my control, but was also prepared to react if she felt threatened.

My release slammed into me, shooting straight into my brain with the most potent feeling of relief mixed with carnal satisfaction I’d ever felt in my life.

It was like taking that first gulp of air after being underwater, the feeling of depriving myself of something and getting it back all at once, sending my senses reeling almost to the point of blacking out.

Haron was right on the edge of falling over into that pit with me.

I could tell by the way she clenched so deliciously and began to tremble.

Her free hand slipped down between us, the back of it sliding against my tensed abs, and that was all it took to snap me from my stupor.

I wanted to be the one to push her over that edge to insanity. I wanted to be the only one responsible for her coming all over my cock.

“I don’t fucking think so.” I nipped her jaw and pushed her hand out of the way before those creeping fingers made their way to her clit. “This pussy is mine .”

Haron threw her head back, pushing it as far as she could into the mattress as her back bowed up to make as much friction as she could, and laughed . She laughed like I’d said the most absurd thing, even as I continued to pound the rest of my release into her.

“Then fucking do something with it, little princeling.”

The fact she didn’t deny my claim brought a triumphant smile to my lips that her eyes locked onto.

Instead of pushing herself to her own orgasm, she wrapped her hand around my own throat to mimic my own.

That was all the permission I needed to plunge my own hand down and press the pads of my fingers against her clit.

It was already so slick they slipped smoothly across the nub, and her answering gasp had saliva pooling in my mouth.

How she brought out equal instincts to tear a claiming bite into her shoulder and drive my cock impossibly deep threatened to make my thoughts scatter completely.

“ Ungh, gods !”

That . That was it. That feminine cry from Haron’s lips decided for me.

Every muscle in her body seemed to contract as one, squeezing me so impossibly tight in her channel that my next thrust hardly drew me from her.

The taste of blood flooded my mouth, and I realized I’d bitten the inside of my cheek to keep a beastly howl from erupting past my clenched teeth.

Instead, my hips snapped forward to finally bury myself all the way inside her, just as the last of my release shuddered through me.

Her responding groan was so enticing I wanted to eat her whole.

Instead, I settled for running my tongue up her neck until I reached her mouth, still gasping for air, and hungrily kissed her swollen lips.

Haron wrapped her arms loosely around my neck, her face holding the softest, most satisfied expression with a heavy-lidded stare.

My hips tucked closer to hers, unwilling to let myself slip out of her warmth just yet.

“That,” she gasped, once she could break loose from my lips. “Was well worth the risk of being eaten alive.”

I froze. My eyes narrowed slightly as I glared from above, braced on my elbows to keep from crushing her. Although at this very moment, Haron could probably use a little smothering. A disbelieving snort left my mouth, and I rolled my eyes. “You’re insane,” I muttered.

“Probably.” She propped herself up on her elbows to kiss the tip of my nose. “Now let me up, so I can clean myself a bit.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” A wolfish grin spread across my lips.

I lowered myself down slowly, making sure every inch of skin on the fronts of our bodies rubbed on the way, until my hands gripped her hips, and my face was just above her enticing cunt.

Keeping her interested gaze, I ran my tongue through her folds all the way up to her clit, applying just enough pressure to make her squirm in my tight hold.

“I’ll be sure to clean you thoroughly.”