Page 195 of Hell Fae King

Fae, he really is going to destroy me…

But the Source—ourSource—would put me back together again.

He released a low growl, the sound vibrating every inch of my being. His hands left my hips to grab the marble counter, his mouth still lingering against my throbbing pulse.

I waited, my breath stalling in my chest.

Yet all he did was inhale. Then exhale. Then inhale again.

My lungs began to ache, my need for air finally taking over. But right as I parted my lips, hestruck. His palm encircled my throat as his teeth sank into my neck.

I tried to scream, but I couldn’t. His grip was too tight.

His opposite arm came around my waist to pull me even farther off the edge and into his chiseled torso. Then his mouth captured mine, and he pushed air into my lungs.Hisair. Breathing for me. Mastering me. Making mehis.

Oh, fuck…My insides turned molten hot in response to his dominance, his essence, hiseverything.

I wanted to climb this man and make him mine. Bite him. Mark him.Please him…

He carried me from the bathroom to the bed in his suite, his mouth against mine. We weren’t kissing, just breathing. Just existing. Just…mating.

Gods, I could feel him in every inch of my being. Yet the space between my legs had never felt so empty.

Part of me wanted to beg.

But Typhos didn’t give me a chance to speak or even think as his tongue invaded my mouth. Suddenly, all I could do was try to keep up with his demand, his mouth possessing mine in a way I’d never experienced before.

I barely felt the mattress meeting my back. I was too consumed by his touch, his heat,his hands…They were roaming up my sides, tracing my curves, and ending at my breasts.

A gasp escaped me as he pinched my nipples with a little too much force, but that gasp quickly melted into a moan as he massaged the hurt away.

His hips settled between mine, the damn towel blocking me from truly feeling him. My hands went to his toned sides and down to the fabric, my desire to rip it away taking over. But the second I tugged on it, he caught my wrists and sent my world spinning.

I released a groan as my face met the pillows.

Then froze as Typhos pressed my tender breasts into the mattress by placing his hand between my shoulder blades and pushing down.

What…?

“Apparently, I wasn’t clear,” he said against my ear, his heat bathing my back. “In the bedroom,youbow.Ilead.”

A resounding smack filled the air as his palm met my ass, causing me to jolt. “Typhos.”

He tsked as he shifted backward. “What happened tomy king, hmm?”

Another slap had my thighs squeezing in protest while my insides curled into something hotter. Something…exciting.

“Ask me for another,” he said, his lips brushing my ear again. “Beg me, Camillia.” His hand caressed my tender backside, causing a strange sort of moan to slip from my mouth. “Mmm, not quite good enough, little one.” His fingers slipped down between my legs to stroke me where I desired him most.

I gasped, my insides seeming to pull tight with excitement as he neared my clit. Only for him to withdraw in the next breath.

“So fucking wet for me already,” he murmured, drawing his touch back to my other hole. “Maybe I’ll spank you, then fuck you raw here, just to take the edge off. Perhaps then you’ll be ready to beg me for more.”

I turned my head so I could look at him, only to jump as he smacked my other cheek. The burn spread up my spine while heat curled in my lower abdomen.Fuck…

“Trust me, little one, I’m considering it,” he responded, obviously having heard my thoughts. “But if you don’t start cooperating, I’m going to ensure thefuckingis for me, not for you. Because I only reward good girls with orgasms.” He leaned down again, his lips at my ear once more. “And you, Camillia De la Croix, have been trying to top me from the bottom for far too long.”

Gods, I couldn’t tell if I wanted to punch him or mount him.