The half-devil's brows twisted in annoyance, the silvery marks of his scar stretching. “You think that's the only one?” He pulled me against his hard muscle, twisting me around so my back was flush with his chest. I sucked in a breath through my teeth as countless eyes peered at us from the forest.
“The hunt is on,” he said in a low voice against the shell of my ear. “Do you hear them whispering amongst themselves in the Old Tongue? Do you know what they're saying?”
I chewed my lower lip, giving a slow shake of my head.
“They intend to make you theirs, little lamb.” His hands slid up to cup my jaw, the tips of his fingers so delicate as they stroked my flesh. “But they're about to see that you are already claimed.”
I closed my eyes, trying to study my breathing as my heart rate kicked up. It was funny that it was beating harder now in Titus’s arms than it did when I was running for my life.
Now it was beating out of a sense of dark excitement.
The curve of his hand slid down my throat, roving over my chest before dipping into the neckline of my shirt—his shirt. His fingers paused, playing with the buttons. “You already carry some of my scent. But it's not enough. I'm going to drown you in me, Lorelei. I want you dripping in my cum so every creature of these woods knows you belong to me.” His hand cupped possessively over the swell of my breast.
A moan slipped past my lips as he palmed my soft mound. Gentle, but firm. Then his demeanor flipped on a dime and he ripped open the shirt, sending buttons flying. He tore my bra on the next breath and flung it into the grass.
Both of his hands cupped me, pinching my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. My head fell back onto his shoulder and I cried up at the moon, which was nearly full.
“Titus,” I whimpered. “Please.”
“That’s fucking right, baby. Beg me to take your sweet little pussy in front of all the horrors of the Pine Barrens. Beg me to show them the only monster you should be scared of is me.”
“Please!”
He pinched my nipples harder, making me thrash against him. He liked it when I struggled, by the way his cock thickened in his jeans against my ass. The dynamic between us had shifted. He’d finally let his full devil side loose to kill those men, and now it was here, ready to tear me open in ways he wouldn’t have before. But I wasn’t scared.
Instead, I felt safe.
Desired.
And with the adrenaline coursing through my veins, I felt more alive than ever.
I’d always been a lover of monsters. Now was my moment to kick my obsession with demon dick up a notch. Especially now that I had Titus to keep the other monsters at bay.
His lips found my neck, delivering a series of bruising kisses to my delicate flesh. “I’m going to make you scream,” he vowed, his teeth dragging over my throat.
“You keep your mouth off me, devilfreak.”
The air buzzed, swollen with dark and tumultuous sexual tension. Maybe I’d gone too far by calling him a freak. He was sensitive about his devil side. But a beat later, his mouth curled into a sinister grin against my throat. Then his tongue snaked past his lips, curving over my throat to wrap around my neck.
He was choking me with his tongue.
I choked, more in surprise than from lack of breath as his hands tore the fly of my jeans open and wrenched them down my hips. He wedged his fingers between my thighs and worked them between my folds. There wasn’t much space to move since my jeans kept my legs clamped, but I liked the way he had to fight to slip inside me—to find me soaking wet.
His open-mouthed chuckle against my jugular made me shiver in filthy fucking delight. He was a depraved devil with his tongue coiled tight around my throat and his fingers sliding through my folds. Not to mention his smell—it was absolutely diabolical, with his usual masculine scent doused in the metallic tang of other males’ blood.
Being the twisted monster fucker that I was, these details drove my arousal into a frenzy.
I needed him inside me.
“Please.” To any of the onlooking monsters, it might have looked like I was begging for Titus to let me go. But he knew me better. With another chuckle that made his entire tongue vibrate around my neck, he sunk two fingers inside me.
And just like he promised, he made me scream.
Chapter Ten
Titus
Therewasonethingbetter than having my tongue wrapped around Lore’s throat so I could feel hershudder with her scream, and that was feeling her frantic heartbeat through the walls of her pussy as it clamped down on my fingers.
