Where did you go? (Infatuated fae Book 3)

by Jeneane O'Riley

“If you do not get your pretty little ass up this tree and out of danger in the next three seconds, I will drag you up by your pretty little throat. Fucking go.”

Truthfully, I had been going for something much larger in size, but like any man, it was second nature to exaggerate the size of my balls.

“I am not offering to kill for your ease or desire. I am threatening to kill for you. This effort is purely selfish, I assure you. Your wants sit far beneath my need to possess you.”

I want to crawl inside you and consume my way out, knowing that every part of you is forever a part of me. I crave command over every thought you’ve ever had, to feel every worthless surface that has ever touched your skin. I want your needs and cravings buried so inside my own flesh and bones, they become indistinguishable from my own. That’s what I want, pet.

I am the only villain I truly fight, and I am the only hero I need to save. Fight each other to the death if you like, but don’t look at me to rescue you. My hands are full.”

With one final exchange of looks, Mendax led the way down the path that would end up being the cause of my sadness for years to come.

“Well, that wasn’t what I was going to say, but now I have the sudden urge to do a whole lot of whatever the fuck I want,”

“Fine, break your independent little neck.”