She shrieked as she lunged for me and I leapt over her head, landing behind her and catching her around the waist. I swung her around like we were in a dance before launching her over the railing without a backwards look. She screamed as she went and a heavy thump sounded her hitting the floor. Her yell of pain told me she was also alive though so that was just dandy.
The Minotaur came at me next with a snort of fury, sounding like the bull which lived in his flesh as he tried to mow me down.
I ducked under the first fist he threw, slamming my foot into his spindly knee and snatching him in a headlock as he buckled with a squeal of pain.
“It’s called leg day, asshole,” I spoke in his ear then threw him toward the stairs so he crashed down them, knocking people onto their asses.
The final girl leapt onto my back and I laughed as she tried to choke me out, her thighs clamping around my waist as she reared backwards to try and topple me. And if that was what she wanted, I was more than happy to oblige. I threw myself back onto the ground, my full body weight crushing her beneath me and she wheezed, her grip on my neck easing. I rolled over, catching hold of her throat and squeezing as I grinned down at her. She flailed beneath me, her legs kicking wildly as I pinned her in place and drank in the feel of her life in my hands.
“Dying is a good look on you,” I said in a low voice. “Do you want to see how good you look dead?” I taunted.
“No,” she rasped. “I give up.”
I let her go, jumping to my feet and offering her my hand. She took it and I yanked her upright, throwing my arm into the air and pumping it with my victory as she scampered away.
“These three cells are mine!” I announced, pointing at them. “Any objections?!”
I swung my gaze to the Fae peeping out of their cells around me like little mice then twisted toward a huge guy as he strode out of one on the other side of the walkway. Several Fae followed him out of it and I recognised them as Oscura Wolves. I glanced around, looking for their Alpha, Amira, but she didn’t appear.
I folded my arms, waiting for the group to approach and their leader halted a few feet away.
“Isn’t your Alpha going to come and challenge me, kitten?” I purred.
The guy cocked his head to one side. “I’m Sonny Tribera, Beta of the Oscura Clan. And our new Alpha isn’t in this block.”
Everything clicked together in my head and I threw my head back with a laugh. I rushed forward and Sonny braced for impact, but I just clapped my hands to his cheeks and grinned. “It’s her, isn’t it? Rosalie’s your Alpha.”
Sonny nodded, shoving me away from him as his muscles flexed. “If you strike at us Wolves, I’ll be more than happy to pass on that information to her and then we’ll see how you fare against a Moon Wolf.”
I moved nearer to him again, then dragged him into a firm hug which he didn’t return. My heart thumped for joy at being so close to another Fae and I growled appreciatively at the heat of his body seeping into mine. “No need to run to Mommy. Me and her happen to be best friends. So I’ll happily let you sleep on this floor as a favour to her.”
I released him and he snarled, eyeing me like he wasn’t sure what I was about to do next. Which made two of us because I wasn’t sure either.
“It wasn’t a request, but I’m glad we have peace.” He nodded to me, heading away with his pack, being careful not to turn his back on me before he was far enough that it was no longer an insult.
I climbed onto the railing, sitting on the edge so my legs swung down beneath me. My eyes locked on Cain’s beyond the door and he held my gaze for a long second before signalling another guard to shut the door.
The world was once again mine to take and taste and torture. And fuck did it feel divine.
***
Just as my growling stomach told me it was time for lunch and I prepared to pounce on Rosalie over a cheese sandwich, my plans were shattered by the bell ringing to announce time in the Order Yard. But this was even better. It was what I’d been dreaming about for so long. Fresh air, wide open spaces. I was going to be able to see the actual sky again. And more than that, I’d be able to flex my Order muscles and tame my little wild girl.
She wanted to recruit me to her plan? Then fine. But my terms and conditions involved her bent beneath me screaming my name. With the way she’d been panting in front of me, I didn’t imagine she’d have many objections to that. Especially once I got a read on her sexual desires. Then I’d be like an irresistible piece of candy made especially for her.
I stood outside the elevators that led to the yard, waiting to ascend and not a single asshole wanted to get in with me when it arrived. Go figure.
I rose up in the elevator alone, my mind set on tracking down Rosalie and finding out what the rest of her name was. She’d forget it by the time I was inside her, so it was probably best to find out what it was before that happened.
As the doors opened on the surface, I took in a lungful of pure oxygen, laughing loudly as I took in more and more. I hurried out into the hollow building, hunting the groups of Fae around me as they hung their shit up in the lockers and shifted into their Order forms. A Vampire with pink hair gave me a hopeful look, her fangs bared and I offered her a mocking smile.
“You must be new,” I said. “If you try and feed from me, I’ll snap your legs like twigs and hang you in a tree so you’ll be stuck there when the timer runs out.”
“Noted.” She tossed me a wink and sped past me in a blur, racing after a slow-ass Siren who quickly fell prey to her fangs. She hung on his back like a limpet, sucking at his neck then shot away before he could even figure out who had done it. Had to say, that shit was impressive.
I left my jumpsuit on, my Order not requiring me to shift fully, but I lowered the top half to tie around my waist and pulled my tank top off, tucking it in the back of my pants so I was ready to feel the sun on my skin.
I spotted a bunch of Harpies grouping together before the forest edge and made a path towards them.
I took in another deep breath of fresh air, letting my lungs expand with it as I tasted pines on the breeze. The sun kissed my skin like a whore and I drank in the feel of her licking my flesh. It’s been a long time coming, baby.
I stalked towards the Harpies, setting my sights on a girl who was giving their flock leader hopeful glances. He was a tall fucker with long hair and a pretty boy face. I casually brushed my hand over the girl’s arm and she turned to me in alarm as I read her desires and my form shifted before her eyes. I became just like the guy she’d been ogling, big white wings and all, but I held about fifty more pounds of muscle than he did.
I barked a laugh then took off into the sky before she could throw herself at me. I flexed my wings, holding her fantasy in my grip as I used it to my advantage, swooping over the forest as I hunted for Rosalie.
The thrill of flying was nothing in comparison to how excited I was to find her. I needed her naked body against mine, I had to feel how wet she was for me, needed the taste of her flesh coating my tongue. I’d take her like the monster I was and ruin her for all other men. My body was designed to please, but I liked to tug and rip and torture too. I’d leave her panting and destroyed.
I spotted a Wolf pack racing out of the forest led by an incredible silver Wolf with fur as bright as moonlight. I followed them, flying silently overhead as they headed into the tropical area of the forest and rose up towards a collection of shimmering rock pools.
They started shifting one by one and I bathed in the sunshine on my back as I waited for them to return to their Fae forms. The silver Wolf shifted last and I wasn’t the least bit surprised when Rosalie appeared in her Fae form. A groan escaped me at the sight of her naked body and I was glad when she turned from her pack as they poured into the pools and she walked off into the trees.
I dove out of the sky, falling like a stone and landing in the canopy somewhere above her. I returned to my own form, dropping silently through the branches as I made my way down, an
ticipation crashing through my veins.
I reached the last branch of the tree, spotting her walking my way and I sat down, falling backwards and hanging from the branch by my knees as I hung down in front of her.
She gasped in surprised and I grinned satisfactorily. “Hey, wild girl.”
“Sin,” she breathed, walking closer as my gaze fell over her curves and a low growl fell from my throat.
“You owe me a kiss.” I smirked, swinging forward to try and steal it.
She backed up, arching her brows. “I don’t owe you anything. It’s you who owes me. I was the one who got you out of the hole.”
I released my hold on the branch, swinging my arms and using my momentum to flip over and land on my feet. I had plenty of height on her and I used it to my advantage as I stalked closer, refusing to blink as I took in her strawberry lips.
“Well I guess that means I owe you a kiss then…where do you want it?” I dropped my gaze to her pussy and she released a wolfish snarl.
“Eyes up here, asshole.” She snapped her fingers beside her face and I looked up, hounding closer. I just needed to touch her, get a read on her desires. I was going to bury myself in that sweet body. I wanted to flip her over and ride her like a fucking cowboy. But I could see she needed some foreplay, and luckily for her, foreplay was my middle name.
“Let me plead my case for the kiss,” I said, raising my hands in innocence. “I’ll even give you my shirt so I don’t eye-fuck you while I do it.”
She thought about that for a second then held out her hand for it.
I chuckled, tugging my shirt from the back of my pants and tossing it to her. I didn’t miss the way she was taking in the muscles on my torso or the tattoos lining my dark flesh. She had an ache in her eyes that said she wanted to explore me like a map to buried treasure. But it was clear she wasn’t going to give in to my demands easily, even if she wanted me.
She pulled on the white tank top and it fell down to her thighs. She looked fucking edible in it and I had the powerful urge to rip it off again. I was already hard for her, but that was pretty much a permanent state I lived in these days.
“Let’s hear it then,” she taunted.
I placed a hand over my heart, my eyes locked on hers. “I, Sin Wilder, solemnly swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth.”
Her mouth twitched into a smile, but I kept my expression completely serious.
“I met a girl the other day who offered to break me out of this inescapable prison.” I took a step forward, my pulse thumping solidly in my ears. “She looked like my perfect fantasy, my most delicious fucking desire. As an Incubus, I need sexual energy to thrive just like she needs to run under the moon.” I took another step closer and her lips parted as she inhaled my dangerous scent. I tilted my head down as I approached my little predator, my gaze falling to her nipples hardening through my shirt. I drew in a breath, my magic reserves swelling as I sensed her need for me. I groaned softly, reaching out to take her chin into my grip and tilting her head up to look at me. “Would you really steal the moon from me, Rosalie?”
She licked her lips and I drew on my Order power, trying to get a sense of what she desired. I gripped her chin tighter, growling as my power failed to offer me any insight into what she liked in a Fae visually.
“No,” she said and my thoughts tumbled away from me. “I wouldn’t torture you like that, Sin.”
I leaned down, ready to take and take from her until she filled me up, but she spoke again before I could.
“One kiss, that’s all you get.”
My throat thickened at the challenge. I wondered if spending so long without using my Order gifts had made them faulty somehow. I needed to use my power to become her fantasy, then she wouldn’t be able to get enough of me. But I’d have to take this kiss as I was. Which wasn’t ideal, but I could still make her feel things no guy ever could with just their mouth on hers.
“Better make it count then, huh?” I caught her hair with my free hand, yanking her head backwards and keeping her chin in my grip to control her. I took her bottom lip between my teeth and bit down until she gasped, then I plunged my tongue into her mouth, releasing her chin to drop my hand to her breast and skim my thumb over her pebbled nipple. She moaned, her tongue chasing mine for every stroke as I tasted her, drinking in her desire with every lick and bite I gave her.
I pushed her back against a tree, pressing my knee between her thighs and she ground against me keenly, her body so responsive to mine. I released her hair to torment her other nipple, making her pant against my mouth. She arched into me, letting me feed and feed on her arousal and I groaned with desperation as my cock throbbed with need. It had been so long since I’d touched a woman like this, and fuck if it had ever felt this good.
“How about we make it a full moon?” I growled against her mouth and she tipped her head back to break the kiss, a laugh falling from her lips.
She caught my wrists to stop me touching her, giving me a wicked smile. “I promised you one kiss. And you’ve had it, Sin. Don’t be greedy.”
“But if I was one of the seven dwarves, that would be my name,” I purred.
I planted one hand one her arm, trying to draw her fantasy to me once more, but still nothing appeared to me.
“What is it you desire?” I demanded, growing frustrated that my Order powers weren’t working. I didn’t understand what was happening. Did she have some way of blocking it? “Let your barriers down,” I urged and she cocked her head to one side. My knee was still between her thighs, keeping her pinned to the tree.
“Well right now…” She leaned in closer and I hung on her next words, aching to hear them. “I’m really thirsty, so I’m gonna go get some water.” She shoved me backwards and raced off into the trees before I could even process that she’d left me there like a toy she’d grown too old for.
I stared after her with her taste still sitting on my tongue, her sugary sweet flavour like a drug kicking into my veins. I didn’t know what the fuck had just happened, but I knew one thing. I needed to claim that girl. No one else was going to draw an ounce of my attention until I’d conquered her. So she’d better be ready for the troops to invade. Because I was declaring war.
My pack was excited today. They’d heard a rumour that the next Order Yard visit would be at night and they were chomping at the bit to get out beneath the moon after three sessions held in daylight. In all honesty I was just as hyped as them. Not least because my magic was damn near tapped out and until I could replenish it by running beneath the moon, I couldn’t do much more to progress my plans.
Ethan hadn’t yet come calling for a turn with the cuff key, but I’d decided not to worry about that. He had to know that it would be damn near impossible for me to smuggle it out of my room while the searches were still being conducted so regularly anyway. Besides, he’d gone back to ignoring my existence for the most part. I still caught him glaring over at me from time to time, but he seemed to have no desire to confront me over his issues and I’d decided to leave him to dwell on them if that was what he wanted.
My gaze caught on Sin Wilder as he swaggered through the room clutching his tray. He approached a table filled with low ranking Fae and leaned close to say something to them which had them all leaping from the table and abandoning it for him to occupy alone as he began to eat.
My tray was piled up with various offerings from my pack as they handed me the best of their own food, but I was totally stuffed.
Banjo was getting excitable at the far end of the table and as usual, that led him to break out into song. Which perhaps wouldn’t have been so bad if he could hold a tune or sang real songs, but he just made shit up and hollered it at the top of his lungs.
“There once was a Wolf whose fur went poof and her name was Rosa-leeee. She hollered to the moon, won’t you come back soon and do a dance with meee?”
The other Wolves all started cheering and I rolled my eyes as I got to my feet, escaping the song as the
pack started clapping their hands along to the nonsense and I grabbed a bowl of strawberries off of my tray.
Each of us had only been given one in our fruit pots today but the Wolves had gifted me all of theirs because they knew I loved them, leaving me with two full bowls which I hadn’t been able to finish.
I waved the pack away as some of them tried to follow me and wound my way across the room towards Sin.
His eyes fell on me the instant I rose from my table and I teased him by training my gaze on some point at the rear of the room, acting like I was going to walk straight past him before veering off course at the last moment and dropping down before him.
“Hey,” I said, offering him a warm smile.
“You wanna come back to my cell and see how many times you can scream my name before you lose your voice?” he offered, reaching across the table for my hand.
I moved out of his reach as I leaned back, tilting me head as I looked him over.
“You’ve cut you hair,” I pointed out with a smile. The scruffy beard and hair he’d been sporting in the hole had been shaved down hard, leaving little more than a shadow along his dark skin. The harsher cut drew attention to the strength of his features and I found my gaze roaming over his face as I bit my bottom lip. His eyes drank me in just as keenly and I couldn’t help but remember that kiss he’d given me in the Order Yard, my skin prickling with the memory of his touch. “It looks good on you.”
“You know what would look even better on me?” he asked, his lips tipping into a filthy grin.
“Me?” I guessed, arching an eyebrow at him.
Sin barked a laugh, the rough edges of his voice making my toes curl. “I guess if we both agree then it’s time we tried it out.”
I rolled my eyes, flicking my long hair back over my shoulder and taking a strawberry into my grasp.
“Do you have a sweet tooth, Sin?” I asked him as I spun the bright red fruit between my fingers.
“I like to put sweet things in my mouth,” he agreed. “And you’re the sweetest thing I’ve seen all year.”
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