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Brekt was shameless as he walked me to a wall. My back hit the solid surface, pushing my chest closer to him as he ground himself into me. I moaned, bit at his lip, and pulled at his hair. I caught sight of his devilish smile. The iridescence flashed as he looked down at the clothes we still wore.

He growled, pulling me away from the wall and taking me to the bed.

He dropped me, not being gentle, and I bounced on the mattress before lying back, squeezing my legs together as he ripped his shirt over his head.

His chest, covered in scars, was sculpted to perfection.

The Aspis tattoo was visible on his neck, disappearing over his shoulder and reappearing again at his hip, covering half of the deep lines that cut past the top of his pants.

Watching him move, seeing the heat in his stare … I slid a hand over my chest, playing with myself. “Brekt. I need you.”

He knew my past, knew I had little experience with lovers. But with him? I could do anything.

He crawled onto the bed, his knees pressing into the mattress, encasing me on both sides. Hair fell in his face, nearly hiding the glowing yellow of his eyes.

Yellow eyes. No.

He was turning.

I could see it in his movements—predatory, a desperate gleam in the way he scanned my entire body.

I tried to sit up but was stopped when Brekt grabbed the top of my nightgown with both hands and ripped.

The loud tearing blocked out my gasp as the fabric fell to the side, exposing me.

The cool air peaked my nipples. I was bare for him.

Brekt stopped, looking down at me. The beast faded just long enough to see it there—his wonder.

“I never thought this would be real,” he whispered, running the back of his knuckles over my collarbone, lightly tracing them down my front.

I sunk into the mattress, turning to liquid as the warmth of his fingers caressed me. I didn’t care that the Aspis was here, too. I needed more. “Make it more real. Touch me. I want to feel everything.”

All the sweetness left him. He went feral, claiming my mouth once more. A hand tightened around my jaw, and then both hands followed a path down, over my shoulders, to my chest, and when they found my breasts, Brekt moaned his pleasure as he squeezed, kneading them.

Gods, nothing had ever turned me on so quickly. The sensation of his rough hands on the softer skin of my chest was unexplainable. I could let him touch me like that forever. I arched my hips beneath him. The rest of his body was too far away.

His knees dug into my hips, trapping me below him, and his mouth wandered down my neck, kissing, licking. The wicked man took his time.

I cried out when his mouth found my nipple, and a new wave of pleasure went through me when he flicked his tongue over the hardened peak.

My magic vibrated.

“Crystals,” I panted. I reached a hand to his hair and pulled. “I need the crystals closer.”

Citrine eyes rose to meet mine.

Brekt was losing the battle with the Aspis. His pupils narrowed to slits, angered that I had stopped him, and phantom horns faded in and out of sight.

“Now,” I demanded.

One knee left my side slowly. Then the other. His movements were animalistic, and the beast’s eyes never left mine as he backed off the bed. But I wasn’t afraid. This beast was mine.

Several heartbeats later, his sharp gaze finally left me, searching for the crystals.

Brekt lifted a bucket and poured the crystals across the end of the bed.

They flickered and pulsed with light, easing the building heat in my chest. I grabbed several in my fist and shrieked when my knees were gripped hard and forced wide.

He leaned over, holding my legs open as his eyes flared.

He put a knee on the edge of the bed, trapping mine in place.

His tongue travelled over his teeth, showing fangs as he gazed down at me.

“I know how you taste, yet I have never tasted you,” he said, his voice impossibly deeper.

“Shall I run my tongue up your centre, love? Shall I fuck you with it and taste you at the same time.”

Oh, my god. Brekt was wild . It set my core on fire.

“Yes. Everything,” I begged.

Brekt lowered himself until he was kneeling at the side of the bed. He still held my legs, but grabbed me under the knees and yanked me toward the edge. My arms scraped over crystals, and the sting turned to pleasure.

Very slowly, so I had to watch the wicked gleam in his eyes, he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder. He bit his lower lip as he lifted the second. His hands slid up the outsides of my legs as he leaned closer, putting himself a breath away from where I craved him most.

I waited as he watched me, his pupils dilating.

“I’ve dreamt of you so many times. I’ve craved you more than anything. I know what you want. You have a wild heart, love. You like wild fucking.”

I knew he was dangerous from the moment I met him. He was dark, the cursed child , the host of the Aspis, and now I could add—dirty and unashamed.

He was as much of a beast as the Aspis. And he loved it.

So did I.

His tongue flicked out. Once. Quick. And I erupted in pleasure.

His hands travelled across my stomach, and I gripped the crystals tighter as his tongue drew a line up my centre, stopping on the most sensitive spot and circling there.

“Oh my god!” I screamed. I couldn’t take it. Two movements of his tongue, and I was so close.

“You remember the dream by the fireplace? The one you snuck into?”

He had used his mouth on me in that dream.

“You are so much wetter this time.”

I threw the crystals in my hands away. They were full. I grabbed more and leaned my head to the side, practically crying when his tongue moved again, this time stroking in an even rhythm across my clit.

“You taste even better than my visions. So much flavour.” He licked up my centre.

Shock rippled through me. I covered my face. I couldn’t believe he said that. I couldn’t believe how exposed I was.

Brekt growled , the sound half beast, and his hands tightened on my waist. “You’re blushing.”

Then his mouth was on me, and he was devouring .

The room pulsed with light as sparks ignited above me.

The crystals on the bed filled as my magic poured into them, brought to life by the climax Brekt was pushing me toward.

And when his hands came up and squeezed my breasts, and his fingers found my nipples and pinched as he sucked my clit into his mouth, I came.

My legs tightened, trapping his face while I rode it.

His hands didn’t stop their painful tightening on my breasts as I was being torn apart, and the air cracked at the same time I called out his name.

When my body turned to liquid, Brekt stood above me and shoved all the crystals from the bed in one savage motion. They chimed as they hit the floor, a shower of stones. He grabbed another bucket, dumping it all around me, then threw it to the other end of the room.

The pants he still wore didn’t hide a single inch of his desire.

Shirtless, with his hair falling in his face, the wolfish smile that showed fang …

Brekt was sinful. How in the world had I come out of the Endless Forest and landed for him to find me?

It seemed impossible that this man was here with me now.

The Aspis was just as much a part of him as my magic was me. Brekt’s eyes were yellow, his horns were solid, and his skin crawled with shadows. He smiled down at me as he grabbed his pants and pushed them down.

I couldn’t breathe when he sprung loose.

My stomach ached. I was so hungry. I needed him like a starved animal.

“Let go of the crystals, Liv.”

“What?”

Brekt crawled over me like he had before, pinning me between his knees, and my attention snagged on how large he was. He lifted my hand, the one with working fingers, pulling my fist up to his face and inspecting it. Blood was dripping from between my knuckles. I hadn’t even felt it.

“Let go, love.” The softness with which he spoke didn’t match the rock-hard beast towering over me, but it matched the concern he pinned me with.

When I didn’t let go, he opened my fist himself, finger by finger.

Blood spread to his hands as he removed the glowing red crystal from my grip, tossing it to the side.

His eyes flicked down to me in hesitation and back to my palm.

Then he lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed me there.

His tongue wiped the blood from his lips, and he set my hand back down.

“You just tasted my blood.”

He lifted a brow when he saw my shock. “I will have all of you.” Brekt leaned over, a hand resting next to each side of my head. He caged me in beneath him. His hair fell, framing his face as he leaned closer until his lips were a breath away from mine. “And now I plan to fuck my woman.”

I had called him a beast when he returned, claiming me as his. But I had lied. I hadn’t been angry at him. I wanted it. I wanted more. I craved to be worshiped, but not by those who wanted my magic. I wanted Brekt to claim me as much as I had claimed him.

“I want to feel my man as he comes inside of me. Promise me,” I said.

Brekt ran his fingers down my cheek as his eyes darkened. “I would do anything for you, Liv. Anything .”

I bit my lip, and I lifted trembling fingers to his face, tracing them along his cheek and down the scar that ran from temple to jaw.

Brekt closed his eyes, practically purring from my touch, and it amazed me how he let me be soft—that it was welcomed next to his primal desire.

The moment was so gentle, even though my thoughts were anything but.

That’s who we were. Two people from worlds apart, woman and man, soft and violent, magic and beast, shadow and light—and we brought it all into bed with us.

And he would deny me nothing.

“I don’t want you to be gentle.”

His smile spread, and his eyes opened to reveal snake-like slits. He fisted my hair, making me cry out as his mouth came over mine. His tongue explored again, sucking mine into his mouth.