He nodded. “I’ll stand by my brothers’ sides in taking down the vampire king so that you can see out your end of our arrangement.”
I closed my eyes, releasing the breath I’d been holding.
That was it. I didn’t have to fight a Vamprye Queen to get home. I wouldn’t have to fight any monster.
All I had to do was marry one.
“Alright, Feral. I’ll take that deal. I’ll fucking marry you.”
Chapter fifteen
Várrock
EventhoughIwasn’ta trained monster slayer, I was still a Helsing, and everything in me was telling me that making deals with fae was next-level stupid. Especially this fae.
If my heart wasn’t tangled up in all this, my answer to Feral’s proposal would have been my usual, “go fuck yourself.” But for once, I resisted the urge to run my mouth. This whole wedding thing was a clear shot home.
Unless it was a trick.
I trusted exactly half of my hybrid mate. I knew the vampire inside him had the best interest of the coven at heart. But this “deal” seemed to come from both parts of him, making his motives hard to pin.
Could Vin really just want an heir for the fae throne and nothing else? When we first met, he was hellbent on claiming the vampire throne, but that was before he knew my capabilities and before his fae side had reawakened.
Priorities were shifting.
Shit was getting real.
And fuck me, I was getting married.
It wouldn’t be a legal wedding as far as life on earth was concerned. As vampire hybrids, this felt larger than that. A human marriage could end with a piece of paper. Something told me there was only one way out of a marriage with a dark fae…
“Betray me again, Feral…” I reached up, holding his head in my hands. My fingers shook with my voice. “And I’ll kill you. I mean it.”
The way Feral’s face took on a wolfish hunger, you’d think I’d just said something risque. He canted his head, burrowing his shit-eating grin into one palm. “Careful. You know how hard you get me when you talk dirty.”
I gnashed my teeth, an intense cocktail of anger and lust turning my insides molten. “I fucking mean it!”
“I know you do.” His expression hardened while his tone grew unexpectedly soft. “If I betray you again, I want you to kill me.”
“What?” I stiffened beneath him as he buried his face into my throat, painting Sterling’s marks with long licks. Then he pulled my dress down to expose Corry’s claim over my heart. At first, I thought he might go for my breasts, but he only kissed the youngblood’s mark slowly and reverently. Almost like he was trying to breathe life into the frozen patch of skin.
“I’ve been selfish. I’ve allowed my baser instincts to take over. Acting like a feral animal.”
“You are a feral animal,” I spat.
“Hmm. Maybe.” His lips twitched into a quiet smirk as his hands slid around my thighs to cup my ass cheeks, fingers digging painfully into my flesh. I bit my lip, holding back a moan as he pulled my groin to his, his thick cock coming to rest against my entrance.
This was as genuine an apology as I suspected his monster could make, and I believed he meant every word. But I wasn’t so sure he’d gotten a grip over his control. “Feral, you can’t fuck me! That’s part of the deal.”
“I agreed to keep my cum out of your cunt.Thatwas the deal.” His hand wedged between us to cup my center. “There are so many ways for me to fill this sweet pussy, Little Monster. You should know by now that I can get fucking creative if I need to. I can finger fuck you.” He slid a finger through my folds, tracing teasing circles around my clit, and just as they turned torturous, he sunk the digit inside me, stopping at the first knuckle. “Or…”
He pulled out, hunching down so that his face hovered between the cradle of my thighs.
He yanked the hem of my dress over my hip bones with his teeth, then hooked his fingers into my glistening heat and spread me wide. He ran his tongue over his lip, giving me a show of the long, monstrous appendage, and cackled when I trembled as a tendril of spit oozed from its pointed tip and dropped into my spread opening.
“Tongue fuck you.” The desire grew in his voice, his breath hot on my center. “Or if fed… We could get really creative, and I could shift and fuck you as something else completely.”
“N–no.” My heart raced as my mind went wild with all the possibilities. “Y–you’re already unhinged enough. No feeding.”
