Page 153 of Shadowborne: Fang


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If someone came into this hallway…

If anyone heard us…

‘Don’t stop,Donavyn. You’re mine. You’re the only one I—’

“OhGod!”she whimpered aloud. Her head fell forward as her body squeezed me and she began to shake, pulling me into her climax.

Her knees sagged when she broke, and I let go of her breast to wrap an arm around her middle and hold her up, arched over her, mouth open on her neck, tongue flat to her skin, poundinginto her until I shuddered and almost roared like the beast that I was.

Sweating, panting, shaking… I stood there on knees that threatened to fail both of us.

Hands still braced to the wall, Bren’s shoulders heaved with her breath.

What the fuck had I done?

What the fuck had I beenthinking?

‘Bren, I’m so sor—’

Shaking her head, she arched against my body like a cat, almost starting me off again.

‘Don’t, Donavyn. I needed you too.’

I huffed against her neck and kissed her again.

‘We need a new plan,’I sent dryly.

‘What? Why?’

I sighed and straightened, still not ready to pull out of her, but needing to hold her, wrap my arms around her, show hertendernessinstead of bestial possession.

‘Because this is harder than I thought. And I don’t want to be the reason we fail.’

To my surprise, she gave a little snort.‘You sound like me.’

I shook my head.‘I mean it, Bren. I’m afraid of losing my mind if one of these fuckers turns words into action.’

She sighed heavily and straightened, turning in my arms so I was drawn out of her body, straightening her skirts and tucking her breast back into the bodice. She had some struggle, so I helped, shaking my head at redness on her skin from my own roughness. But when she was finally modest, just as I was about to draw my hand away, she flattened hers over it, pinning my palm over the center of her chest.

The bond thrummed.

It glowed.

She stared up at me, an expression on her face I couldn’t read.‘I love you, Donavyn,’she sent, then pulled me down into a kiss.‘We’ll do this, just like we planned. Together.’

I broke the kiss and stared into her eyes, swallowing like a schoolboy after his first time.

‘Have mercy on me, Bren. I’m losing control.’

She shook her head again and stroked my face.‘No, you’re just scared. And if there’s anything I understand, it’s that.’Then her chin rose and she smiled up at me.‘Stop worrying, Donavyn. I never want to visit an alcove without you.’

And that was the part she didn’t understand.

I wasn’t jealous, thinking she’d choose someone over me.

I wasterrifiedof what I was capable of doing to the man who tried to take her away, whether she went willingly or not.

56. The Invisible Herd