Page 54 of Savage Hunt

Shit.

I slapped a hand over my mouth to shut her up. I didn’t want her to come back. Not yet. I wasn’t done. It was my turn to be in control.

The beast’s chest swelled, and his eyes glowed as he gathered power. Sweat slid down the back of my neck. He couldn’t break those chains. They were enchanted. No one could.

But as he opened his mouth and unleashed a roar that shook the walls, sheer strength and determination erupted in him. And the chains on his wrists snapped.

I felt fear for the first time as the beast tore through the ones on his ankles, freeing him from the wall. He stepped toward me, snarling like a shifter and a demon.

Chapter

Eighteen

Frost covered my flesh as I slowly climbed to my feet. The other me clawed at the barrier I quickly shoved her behind.

Stay there. It’s my turn.

No! Let me out. He needs me.

Fane’s lips hitched up, showing his teeth. “Bring the other Tate out.”

I shook my head. “She can’t handle this. I’m saving us.”

He lunged toward me, and I pivoted to dart across the small room, but chains fell around me, pinning me to a hard, scalding body.

“Nowhere to run.” Hot breath ghosted over my neck as his lips brushed my ear. “You’re my prisoner now.”

Electric fear sent a hit of something else through me. Pleasure. Desire. Hunger.

I was suddenly starving for my beast even though his touch felt perilous. He wanted to kill me.

Did he think the other me would be unleashed if he brought me to the brink of death?

I elbowed him to loosen his grip and then slipped under his arms. But I didn’t get far. How could I? The room was nothing more than an oversized prison cell.

His presence formed behind me as teeth scraped over my neck tattoo, shooting sparks of bliss through my system. My legs buckled, and a moan rocketed out of my mouth.

Tricky beast.

“Even with all that wicked magic, you can’t resist me.” Fane tossed me onto the bed, and before I could move, he straddled my hips to keep me restrained. “I won’t give up until Tate is back in control. I know you’re keeping her from me. I can feel it.”

The beast wrapped the chains around my throat, cutting off most of my air supply. My eyes widened, but not in fear. Excitement thrummed over me, and I squirmed beneath him, tilting my hips and feeling his hot, pulsing length as it hardened.

A growl rattled through him. “I should have known this would intrigue you.” He leaned forward, his tongue flicking my bottom lip. “Is this what you want? To be chained and choked while I fuck you?”

His words boiled my blood, and my hunger for the beast doubled. I couldn’t stop the nod from unveiling exactly how I felt.

If I could just get a taste of him, maybe it would satiate this craving, and I could return to living on fears and torment.

That mouth hitched into a leer as he tightened the chain around my throat, shooting another dose of desire to my core. He rubbed his hardness between the apex of my thighs. “Even like this, you make it impossible to deny my craving for you, fiera mika.”

Fiera mika.

Little rebel.

He grinned as my words penetrated his mind. “I wondered if you’d understand the language while this power was in control.” His mouth crushed against mine, sucking my tongue and making me whimper.

I gripped his shoulders, but instead of pushing him away, I pulled him into me, needing to feel him.

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