As soon as I was finished and wasn't consumed with my food, I became aware of a pair of hands next to mine, hands that belonged to the body that was currently circling mine from behind, caging me in.
I snarled, ready to turn around and kill the man who thought he could cage me, when a rough and deep masculine voice spoke in my ear. “I watched as your eyes lit up at the sight of blood, and I thought to myself, this woman knows how to have a good time.” He licked the shell of my ear, and a shiver ran down my spine.
“Do you say that to all the ladies?” I kept my tone bland and even, like I didn’t give a fuck, but this guy was rubbing me the right way, and I hadn't even seen his face.
“No, goddess, I usually just fuck women to release tension, not to woo them or keep them around. But I'm guessing that you’re different.” He buried his nose in my neck and took a deep whiff. “With you, I’ll need to put in effort. A lot of bloody effort.”
I leaned back into him, making it so his chest was to my back. I could feel the hard planes of his chest and I almost purred in satisfaction. I did another test and stuck my butt out, swaying it from side to side, and I felt his dick rise and harden at the attention. “Oh? And you think you're up to the challenge?”
His low growl skittered down my neck, straight to my pussy, and made me rub my thighs together. Something about this man's voice was turning me on faster than a faucet.
“If it gets me in between those thighs or in that pretty mouth of yours”—he took one hand off the cage and cupped my cheek, rubbing his thumb across my bottom lip, dragging it down in emphasis, before his hand lowered and circled my throat, squeezing it as he pressed harder into me from behind—“I will do just about anything to win. If I need to take you out to dinner, buy you fancy shit, beat the shit out of someone, so your face lights up again, I'm all for it.”
His other hand left the cage and circled my waist. His thumb slipped past my shirt into the waistband of my shorts, teasing the skin there with light caresses that didn’t match his filthy words.
My throat went dry, and I took a couple of big gulps as my knuckles turned white on the cage. What was this man doing to me? I wanted to fuck him so badly that I didn't care about the fights or the beings around us; I just needed his dick in me, hard and fast. His mouth sounded like it was built from raw primal pleasure, and I could feel him, long and thick against my ass. I wanted it. I craved for someone to meet me, blow for blow, and this male might be able to do it.
I felt a small twinge in my heart… Con. He was the only other man who had been able to get to that mark. The only other man I’d felt a strong connection to who could rock my brains and my body. I felt a little like I would be betraying him if I took this step with another man, and that made me decide that I needed to go through with it. That fucker betrayed me by trying to force me into Hell. He didn't deserve my care and affection. He deserved to rot in Hell where he fell.
I tugged at his hand on my throat, and he complied by letting go. I turned around to face this overwhelming man, and as soon as I got the full view of him, my mouth almost dropped open.
This man was the exact opposite of Con. He was a giant of a man, with big bulky shoulders, arms that looked like they weighed over forty pounds each, and a massive, broad chest that tapered down to a slimmer waist. His large, thick thighs spoke of long and hard weight training and were so big that I wanted to ask if it was hard to run with those things.
This man was muscle on top of muscle on top of muscle. He was also so tall that he towered over me. His large stature and broadness made me feel tiny in comparison to him. Like he could take me between his finger and thumb and just snap me in half. But amazing things come in small packages. Remember that.
What also surprised me was that he wasn't a demon or a normal supernatural. I could feel the waves of violence, the feeling of unrest and the demand to fight, surrounding him like a vortex, threatening to suck me in. His power called to me, telling me that it was going to wreck me in the best of ways, and I was tempted to dare it to try. It was exciting and alluring to be in his presence. I didn’t think a lot of beings were as crazy as me, as I wanted to curl up inside of that vortex and stay cocooned inside of it, feeling safe and secure. It was a weird thought, but one I had, nonetheless.
I let my gaze travel slowly up until I got to his face. He was tan all over, like he worked outside, with long hair that went to his shoulders. You could tell just by looking at him that he could rock a sexy ass man bun, and that just made me get all gooey inside. I loved man buns. They were great to pull on and steer with when the male went down on you.
I got to his chiseled facial features and met his gorgeous brown eyes. The rings of gold around them made them captivating and memorizing. I could stare in those eyes all day and still find a twinkle I didn’t see before. The rings also had this illusion like they were turning, but that was impossible, right?
I decided that this Other would do. He was definitely at my level and could keep up with me, help me forget the current betrayal my heart was feeling. He could fuck me until I forgot. Or at least until the fight happened, because I also needed that kind of release. The kind that only happened when I spilled blood and caused pain.
I could feel the burn of my eyes flash red, but this time it was for something other than anger, and a seductive smile formed on his lips. He knew he had me, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for him. He still needed to work a little before he got it. I cocked my head to the side as I traced a finger down his throat, feeling the curves and lines of his chest and stomach muscles until it landed at the waistband of his pants. I curled my finger into a belt loop and tugged.
“You think I will make it easy for you because you're handsome?” A sly, crooked smile appeared on my lips, and I looked up at him through my lashes. “You're going to have to catch me if you want me.” Then I ducked under his large frame and dashed to the side, pounding my feet against the concrete like my life depended on it.
I heard a roar behind me as his violent vortex exploded, confirming my suspicions that he was the bloodhound type. I pumped my arms faster. The ground rumbled, as thrilling excitement coursed through my veins. For once, I was going to get caught, and I was excited to see what he was going to do with me when he did.Don’t disappoint me, beast.
Chapter 11
Run,littlegoddess,runto your heart's delight, because in the end I will catch you.At least, that’s what I said in my head when we started this little game of cat and mouse. But fucking shit, she was fast as fuck. She made me run all over the damn place after her.
She first ran through the crowd of dancing beings, thinking that she could lose me in the crowd, but I had her scent still in my nostrils. The erotic smells of lust and power with a hint of honey wafted off her. For the short time that I was practically wrapped around her, I had soaked up as much of her as I could, trying to get the smell, touch, and taste of her. I was glad I did, because it was helping me keep track of her movements in the crowd.
Once she got to the edge of the crowd, there was a bar in the corner and I smiled at myself for catching her so soon. I almost leapt on top of her, but her eyes flashed red as she saw me jump and she dove over the bar and popped up, sticking her tongue out at me as she gave me a saucy wink. I dove over the bar to catch her by surprise, but she swiftly moved to the left and started to run as I fell to the ground. Her laughter pierced my ears and gave me the strength to push off the floor in one motion and land on my feet to go after her. The complaining about the mess we made from the bartender was of no concern to me while I was stalking my prey.
I followed her scent as she took me to explore all the places I hadn't seen my first time walking around. She ran into this door that was labeled Wolf Den, and I thought this was where I would get her. My little fighter goddess couldn’t escape me in an enclosed area, right? Wrong. It was harder in this place because the scents were so strong from those fucking wolves that she was able to hide better.
It was amazing how real this place felt. I felt the moisture in the air, the sounds of little animals scurrying around when I didn’t actually see any, and the most impressive thing were the rays of light from the moon that actually touched your skin. The magic in this room really made you believe you were in the forest at midnight. There was a crowd of wolves running together and some naked people lounging about, but it wasn't until I found this small alcove that I saw my goddess there, looking into the water, talking to it.
“Cass, I’m sure you can handle that seer demon just fine. I'm kinda in the middle—”
I never gave her a chance to finish her sentence as I leapt and tackled her into the water.
I quickly circled my arms around her as she tried to wiggle away. The more she wiggled the harder my cock got. Deep satisfaction at catching my prey filled my body. I tightened my arms as I lifted her above the water line, snaking one hand up and yanking on her hair so her head snapped back. I ran my nose up the column of her throat.
“You're mine now.”
