"Fuck you, fanger." Riley replied with a groan. He shuddered as he rolled down onto the bed. There was a distinct, hot pain in the back of his neck. He swallowed, gulping down come and blood as the back of his head touched the matress. For a moment, he let his eyes close and allowed himself to just breathe. Gradually, his breath slowed until his chest gently rose and fell. He took in a breath and let it out slowly, and then raised his hands to his neck. He pulled up and there was a soft crack. He hissed, feeling his neck shifting back into place. He growled and dug his nails into the collar, ripping it from his neck and flinging that piece of silver across the room. Once it was gone, Riley could feel his natural healing powers starting up again. The pain became less blinding and began to dissipate until, finally, he was only tired. His eyes opened again, large and amber, and he let out a raucous laugh. "You can't break me." He said, grinning up at the ceiling. "Any more than I can break you. And-" He rolled his shoulders back. "That felt fucking great. You fuck like a jackhammer."
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