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Her chocolate brown eyes locked with mine, and the pure loathing behind them stabbed me in the gut like an ice-cold knife.
For the first time ever, the beast inside me stirred—hungry for a taste of bunny blood.
“You’re going to run… And I’m going to catch you. Neither of us will shift. We’ll save that for the Hunt. If I catch you, I’ll cut you out of your clothes myself. Deal?”
Something shifted behind his gaze. His muscles visibly tightened, his shoulders stiffening. His aura shifted, turning primal and violent. One minute, he’d been wickedly playful. Now, he was dominance incarnate. His control over his wolf was slipping.
“We’re not going to eat her. We’re going to fuck her. Mate her. Breed her.”
”Then we’ll make her pay. We’ll knot her. See how much she can take of my cock before she breaks.”
I’d make her crawl for me. I’d make her body burn red with shame as I forced her to ride the weapon she’d used to rob me of my twin.
“Go on, be a good little bun and obey your alpha.” “But you’re not the pack alpha.” “Tonight, I’m your alpha.”
“That’s a good girl. Your pussy lips look so good pursed around my ax. They’ll look even better wrapped around my cock.”
“Run all you’d like, Ruthless. I’ll catch you. And when I do, I’m going to eat you.”
“Damn. I love all your piercings, but I think my favorite piece of jewelry is my hand around your throat.”
“She’s so perfect. And all mine. Soon that pretty little pussy will be filled and bred. Imagine it. Her perfect body, round with my pup.”
This was the first time where I felt like the kind of werewolf depicted in human movies—an uncontrollable, wild beast. I was no longer in control of my urge to mate and breed and destroy. I was a slave to it. As I was shoved to the back of my consciousness, forced to watch from the backseat, the monster’s voice was a practice purr in my ear. “My turn. Time to show you how we treat our mate.”
“It’s only been one night since I’ve known you, but I’ve waited my whole life to meet you, Little One.”
knew he understood what I was asking. “You are a rabbit shifter. The moment you stepped into these woods, you were on pack territory. I couldn’t stand the thought of my brothers and sisters tasting you first.”
“I don’t know you. And look at you. You’re a werewolf. We’re not supposed to be together.” His laugh morphed into an indignant snort. “We are supposed to be together because I have decided you are mine. Nothing else matters.”
He groaned when I clamped harder around him, my wetness coating the bright red flesh of his shaft in a creamy layer of arousal. The sight of it, plunging inside me again and again was obscene. Filthy. And fucking perfect.
I screamed as his teeth punched into the delicate skin, biting me. Making me his. Forever.
She bit down on my arm, not to give me a mating mark—bunnies didn’t do that—but to silence her screams.
We’re not into slaughtering innocent animals.” He snorted. “That’s funny coming from you, Little Miss Ax Murderer.”
“You’re no one’s prey, Rabbit.” His mouth crashed into mine, and this time, the kiss was different. “When you kiss me like that, I don’t mind being your prey.”
“You’re doing so well, my dirty little bunny. Your little holes are so pretty when they stretch to take me.” He pulled out and plunged in again with a moan. “What a tight, slutty little body you have. The perfect cocksleeve.”
“Oh, Little Bunny. I am leaving these woods with you. Even when I’m not there with you, you will always feel me. I’ll hunt those who mean to harm what’s mine. I’ll stalk your nightmares if it means being the only monster on your mind.”
“I’ll tear out every throat that stands in the way of your survival. I’ll watch the whole world bleed for you, Ruthless.”
“You fucking heard me.” His jowls curled back to reveal needle-sharp canines covered in copious amounts of saliva. “I caught my prey. Now, I feel like rutting it. I want to fuck your pretty little corpse. Play. Dead.”
“You’re mine, Ruth. Your mind. Your soul. Your heart. Your womb. It’s all mine. Isn’t that right?”
