Seducing Destiny (The Fae Chronicles, #4)

“Such a wanton little thing, and so close to coming for me,” he growled, but it came out in the beast’s voice, not Ryder’s. “Is this what you want, Princess?” he asked as he pushed a single inch inside, only to pull it back out and rub it against my slick opening, teasing me. “I love those sweet noises, those sexy as fuck sounds you make as I tease this sweet pink flesh.”


He rubbed my * with his thick cock, which sent shocks of pleasure through my entire body. His hands held my legs wide open as he continued to torture me with what he knew I needed. He did this for what seemed like an eternity, and then he wrenched at my arms and pulled me up, only to shove me back down with my ass in the air, exposed to him.

“You’re going to scream for mercy, and we’re only going to fuck you harder,” he growled and before I could prepare for it, he was inside of me, all of him. He stretched me fuller than ever before, and I struggled to get it out, but he held my hips and laughed as he continued to pound his cock deeper and harder with each thrust. “There’s no escaping us,” he snarled as he placed his thumb on my exposed perineum. It pushed against the skin, and I screamed as it penetrated me there.

It was brutal sex, bone crushing, never walk the same again sex. He pushed and slammed into me. I could feel my muscles burning as he assaulted me and they clenched violently around him. I wasn’t prepared for the orgasm that ripped through my body and neither was he; his husky laughter said he’d enjoyed it though. He also used it against me as he pushed in even deeper, finding a rhythm of motion that he knew was hitting me exactly in the right spot.

“I didn’t say you could come yet, did I?” he asked, and slapped my ass lightly in warning. He shoved my head, which I had lifted for the orgasm, back down on the bed and lifted my ass up even further, only to use it to move my body to his will. I screamed with a mixture of pleasure and pain as he continued to rock me onto his magnificent cock. It was a weapon, and he knew it. He pierced me with it, penetrating me harshly as he used me for his pleasure.

“You’re so wet, and we haven’t even gotten started with the night yet,” he crooned.

Hadn’t we?

He pushed me away from him and I was helpless but to fall since my hands were still bound. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, which was now higher than it had been, and pulled and pushed my legs until they rested on my shoulders. “This is going to be amazing, Pet.” He warned as he once again penetrated and filled me. His thumb pushed at my lips until I accepted it and sucked on it as he fucked my *.

I moaned and whimpered as I continued to suck on his thumb, but then I felt another sensation, a vibration that ripped through me and it had little to do with the nipple clamps attached to my nipples. I felt it pressing against my ass and then I tightened as a new fullness took root inside of me.

“I may not need toys, but I love the look in those eyes when you think I’m using them to ready this sweet tight hole for me,” he smirked, as I moved my head from side to side, unable to dislodge his thumb, his cock, or his magic from my body. I exploded so violently that tears fell from my eyes and I shook uncontrollably.

“There it is…Fuck, you’re so beautiful when you come for me,” he said as his body tightened; he moved faster as he used my body. I felt his release, and was almost relieved that I hadn’t begged for mercy, but even as I thought it, I felt him already growing hard again. “I will never get enough of this; not with you, Pet. You’re my perfect match.”





Chapter Seven


It had been less than a week since Ryder had taken me in his dream, and I was beginning to think he would never broach the subject of my parentage again. Life seemed to move in a whirlwind around us, and I’d been having more Braxton Hicks contractions or pre-labor pains as the time grew nearer for delivery.

I was in the now half-empty pavilion, sitting in a sun room with Darynda. She was silent as if she’d been lost in her own mind, which I had feeling was on Zahruk. They’d been tense around one another, and it was getting harder not to meddle in their business with each passing day. I knew he’d taken up a spot just outside one of the sets of doors that led into the sunroom to give us a sense of privacy.

I kept reminding myself that she’d bring up her problems when she was ready. I wasn’t the best person for giving advice, either, considering my own precarious relationship right now. I had just closed my eyes as I stretched out on the exquisite softness of the chair when I heard Darynda say she’d be right back.

I was really glad for the grapes Darynda had found for me to indulge in. Along with the privacy, I actually felt Human for a few moments.