Page 54 of Owned By the Fae
She squeals as he catches her in an iron grip, bucking against him while I stand and stare, open-mouthed.
What is going on? I remember what she liked in Rondorai, so I don’t know if I need to intervene …
‘Stop fighting me, Lia!’ Dane snarls at her.
‘No!’
She throws back her head and almost hits him in the face, and I can’t help but bark a laugh, though I know I shouldn’t.
‘We have to do it,’ he huffs, out of breath from her struggling. ‘You know it as well as I do. Stop being difficult!’
He maneuvers her to the bed and throws her on it. She bounces and flails, trying to roll away, but he’s too fast. He grabs her roughly and flips her to her front.
‘Scream as much as you like. You know that none of them will come to help you,’ he pants. ‘And you wouldn’t want them to.'
‘Kallum,’ she pleads, and my eyes widen to find hers filling with tears.
My stomach drops. Why is Dane doing this? He’s been pining for Fiana foryears. What is this?
‘Dane,’ I snarl. ‘She doesn’t want?—’
He shakes his head at me, gritting his teeth and looking apologetic. ‘It doesn’t matter what shewants,’ he bites out as he holds her down. ‘It doesn’t matter what any of uswant, not here. I’ll explain, Kallum, but this needs to be done. We’re out of time.’
Holding her by the back of the neck, he pulls her hips up while she squirms and curses his name, and then he pushes himself into her. She stills under him with a whimper, a sound that’s somewhere between pleasure and pain.
He hushes her. ‘It’s all right,’ he coos, rubbing up and down her back gently. ‘It’s almost finished. Believe it or not, I’m sorry it had to be like this, Harbinger.’
He pulls out and pushes back in to the hilt with a grunt. ‘Gods, you’re so wet …’ I see his throat working.
He begins to fuck her. He’s rough, taking her so hard she has to brace her hands on the wooden headboard of her bed to stay in place.
She’s not trying to get away anymore, I notice. There are still tears in her eyes, but her cries aren’t of pain or fear, they’re of pleasure, and her hips meet his thrusts.
He leans over her and reaches around to her front, doing something that makes her squeal loudly as her back bows.
‘That’s it,’ he murmurs. ‘Come for me, Lia.’
She cries out, the sound reverberating through the room, and I glance at the door, wondering if the guards I saw loitering in the corridor are going to burst in or if Dane has cast a conjure to keep them from hearing ... this. Dane thrusts again hard, and his body goes taut. His jaw clenches, and he lets out a groan, his hips jerking erratically as he finishes inside her.
He leans over Lia, panting hard, and I think he’s going to kiss her, but instead he pulls out and puts his cock away. He leaves her on the bed, where she’s breathing hard and appears a bit dazed.
‘What the fuck was that?’ I snarl at him.
‘Varrik ordered it,’ he says. ‘You should have stayed away if you didn’t fancy watching.’
‘So, you made it worse for her?’ My hands are balled into fists so tightly I can feel my nails cutting into my palms.
He rolls his eyes. ‘Youmade it worse for her, you fool. I had her enjoying it until you interrupted and pulled her out of the moment.’
‘You put a conjure on her to make her want you,’ I accuse.
His laugh is hard and cutting as he leans in close to me. ‘I didn’t have to do anything of the sort.’ His eyes find Lia, who’s still on the bed, and I think I see remorse for a moment before his expression shutters. ‘She wanted me, and she enjoyed herself.’
‘It didn’t look like it,’ I hiss.
‘Did itsoundlike it?’ He counters with an uncharacteristic smirk.
I don’t answer.
