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He grabs my calves, lifting them up and out to create a V as he drives into me, the position allowing him to thrust as deep as he can. I watch as the change crawls along his chest and arms to his fingers, turning him to clay and stone.

I thought I’d feel better, but if anything, I only feel worse with each one I fuck. The relief is temporary, but the madness claws at me until I have no inhibitions—nothing but the need to seal the bond and tame the heat.

He drives into me relentlessly, his eyes locked on mine, refusing to let me escape their glowering depths. My hands cover his on my skin, and I sink my nails in as I give myself over to him.

Beautiful, so fucking beautiful. Gods, she feels so good, like she was made to take my cock, made to be bred like this for me.

I slip in and out of his head, and I feel him in mine as flames dance across me, consuming who I was in their wake.

I feel my cunt as it tries to squeeze his cock dry before dropping into my own head to feel his hard length spearing me. It’s dizzying yet addictive, and when the pleasure crests, neither of us stands a chance. We are swallowed whole, burning alive in its inferno.

He shatters in more ways than one. His stone skin crumbles, revealing his soft, normal skin below me as his eyes roll back. Slumping against his chest, I feel him wrap his arms around me with a groan. The bond snaps stronger into place, humming in satisfaction until it hurts again, whispering for me to finish this. Lifting my head, I scan the area like a hunter, trying to find Emrys, but then Kitt distracts me, lifting his hips until I refocus on him. When I whimper, he lifts me off him, spins me around, and presses my face and chest to the floor as his hands come down on my ass, dragging me back onto his cock. I feel vulnerable and exposed, knowing he can see everything, but that soon fades into pleasure so strong, it changes me.

For a moment, I see through his eyes, watching my ass jiggle as his cock slides in and out of me. The sight is so fucking sexy, I cry out as I return to my body, drooling as I press my overheated forehead to the tile and push back to take him. He hits so deep inside me, I feel my insides rearrange around him—I am him, and he’s me. I lose myself to the madness in our bond, and we cry out each other’s names once more.

Pleasure and despair come together, filling me with temporary relief. I collapse onto the floor, hoping that’s the end, but the bond pulses again, reigniting the fire . . . demanding to be fed.

Crawling away from Kitt, I clamber to my knees, my hair a sweaty mess as I look around, but none of them move. Quiet snores fill the area, and I know they are out cold. A whine escapes my lips as I slap myself, trying to force the heat back. I know what it wants. It wants Emrys, but a small part of me screams that if I find him, there will be no going back. The bond will be sealed. We will be mates.

“Kitt, help me,” I beg, pressing my overheated face to the tile. “Don’t let me do this.”

He doesn’t answer, and despite my best efforts, the heat swallows me once more and I stagger to my feet, following the call through the door and up the stairs, stumbling and swaying the entire time. My hands catch on the railing as I try to stop myself. I don’t want this. I don’t want to be mated. I don’t want anyone that close again. The heat swallows my protests, and I throw myself forward, crawling the rest of the way onto the deck.

The storm is raging, and the booming thunder echoes my heartbeat, making it hard to hear. The rain and seawater cover his scent, and a desperate growl leaves my lips as I stumble across the deck.

“Emrys!” My yell is loud before it’s swallowed by crashing waves. There can’t be many places for him to hide on this boat, but I try my best to not search him out. The rain lashes against my overheated skin, giving me a slight reprieve. “Help me!” I bellow, unsure if I’m asking for him to knock me out or fuck me. I don’t even care which anymore. I just can’t stand the hunger and heat for one more second. “Please, please make it stop.” Dropping to my knees, I dig my talons into the deck, trying to anchor myself as heat flows from me in waves, and then I hear it over the waves and thunder.

My head tilts and turns, and I peer into the darkness of the open armoury shipping container. The growl comes again, low and threatening, echoing around the metal as I climb to my feet and peer inside. The sound grows in intensity, and then I see glowing orbs before something flies out. My eyes widen as it wraps around my neck, tightening as I glance down to see a rope. My hands come up to grab it right before I’m yanked off my feet. A yell escapes me as I’m dragged into the darkened space, and the rope hauls me up until I hang in the air with a noose around my neck as I struggle to breathe. I swing slightly as hands grip my hips and spin me, and I peer into those glowing eyes.

Emrys.

His hat is gone, and so are his guns. His nostrils flare, and that growl still escapes his lips like he can’t help it. “You want this, mate? Then fine,” he hisses. “I cannot hold back.” His warning is swallowed by a growl. I struggle to breathe as dots dance in my vision. Emrys’s hands slide up my hips to my sides as I shiver, and despite my lungs screaming at me, I whine and lift my legs, wrapping them around his head so his face is between them. His long, stitched together tongue rolls out and licks a line down my messy cunt.

“You taste like my brothers and prey, like flesh and blood,” he growls, grabbing my ass and lifting me higher, giving me a little relief from the rope, but then he eats me. His slightly cold tongue creates a balm to my overheated flesh. His red eyes lock on me as he lashes my clit before thrusting his tongue inside me, repeatedly, until I shatter for him. He doesn’t stop, eating every inch of my cunt like he eats people. The thought should horrify me, but instead I roll into his touch, grinding into the scar that presses to my clit. The pressure is overwhelming and borders on painful, yet within seconds, I come for him again.

The second release has me silently screaming as I sag in the rope. It digs into my neck, cutting off what little oxygen supply I had left, as he drags me down and onto his length. I jerk and scream as he impales me. He’s so fucking big, and he feels slightly cold as the roughness of his cock slides along my walls, making me clench down on him. Pleasure rocks through me as the heat retreats, but with it, so does the buffer I had against the pain in my body. I struggle not to pass out as blackness edges my vision.

“Emrys.” It’s a gasp, a plea, a warning.

His knife comes out, slashing through the rope just as the darkness was about to claim me. I plummet to the ground, my legs giving way, but he grabs me and shoves me against the metal wall, kicking my legs open and forcing himself back inside me. I lift and bend a knee, hooking one over his shoulder as my palms hit the metal. His own scarred hands press against the top of mine as he drives into me. Each hard thrust brutally pushes into that metal. I feel my ribs break from the force, but I don’t care.

The relief is instantaneous.

Dragging him down by his hair, I kiss him hard, his tongue tasting of cum as he devours my mouth and body. The mate bond sings happily as rope made of human flesh digs into us, pulling tighter and tighter. I swear I taste blood on his lips, but neither of us care, lost in bliss until we have to break away to breathe.

I struggle to inhale as he lifts me higher, my other foot leaving the ground as he finds his way back into my aching cunt with strong, jerking thrusts. His scarred cock drags over my nerves until pleasure begins to build, forming an overwhelming ache in my head and soul, only one he can take away. I pull him closer, rolling my hips to take him as deep as I can.

“Prey,” he hisses, and when I glance down, he’s gnashing his teeth and his eyes are wild. It’s dangerous being this close to a ghoul on the verge of going feral, but I can’t stop, even with the threat right there. He bites his lips until they bleed, his hips jerking roughly as he thrusts harder and deeper. The pain almost becomes too much, but I crave it and want the relief he can provide, even as what was left of his humanity dissipates from his eyes.

“Hungry,” he growls, his voice ragged and animalistic.

“Then eat,” I rasp. “Just don’t stop, Emrys, please.”

I grind down, riding his massive cock as his head jerks and twitches, his hands slamming to the wall repeatedly behind me as if he’s fighting for control, but I’m past it. I reach down and drag him closer, pressing his mouth to the curve between my shoulder and neck. “Don’t stop,” I beg as I clamp down on his cock, so close I can taste it.

I roar in agony as his teeth dig into my flesh and tear it apart. He’s completely a ghoul now, which should scare me, but we both know he can’t kill me. Instead, the pain morphs into pleasure, and I come with a scream while my blood flows down his face and mouth.

The sight is horrific, yet it sends me over the edge, and he roars, his cock swelling inside me, and then he comes. He fills me with his release as he bellows into my skin, filling me with relief.