Myrum cupped both her breasts, his purring loud. He was a little rough, squeezing and plucking at her nipples with almost too much force. She opened her mouth to demand more, but he captured her lips with his. His kiss was demanding, making her want to push back.
Ripping herself away from him and baring her teeth, she took a step back. “You’ll have to take what you want.”
He growled and jumped from a kneeling position to his feet. In a motion so fast she almost didn’t have time to react, he rushed her.
She jumped to the side and felt the air whoosh by as he passed her. She turned in time to see him skillfully bounce off the wall to change direction. This time she wasn’t able to avoid him, and he tackled her.
They landed on the bed with a bounce, sending all the glittering flowers to the floor. Since she was naked from the waist up, she thought he’d move to pull off her boots and pants, but he didn’t. Instead he lowered his head down to nuzzle her neck.
“Your skin is so soft,” he whispered, his breath hot against her neck and shoulder. “I want to bite you. Not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to make bruises. I’d leave my mark all over you. Then, after they fade, I’d do it again. And again. You’d be forever covered in bruises the shape of my bite.”
She wanted that too, but she couldn’t simply give in to him.
“You can try,” she growled and hooked a leg around his and put pressure at the same time she shoved the shoulder on the same side. She managed to take him by surprise and dump him off the edge of the bed.
She heard him land hard!
It was a little startling to have the maneuver she’d only practiced with Teshor work so well.
“Myrum?” She leaned over the bed to make sure she hadn’t hurt him only to find him gone. Realizing too late that he’d rolled under the bed and was going to emerge on the other side, she tried to get on her knees.
His big body flattened her facedown on the soft bed.
“Oof!” she gasped, the air pushed out of her lungs as Myrum’s body covered hers.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, he forced her head to the side and bit the side of her neck. There was enough force to make her gasp, but he didn’t break skin.
Fuck, the small amount of pain felt good!
Sucking on the abused flesh, he pulled away then did it again. This time she cried out. He paused his assault.
“Ossiso?”
It took her a moment to understand why he was saying that word as a question. He wanted to make sure she was still enjoying herself.
“I’m good,” she said. “Keep going or I might have to kill you.”
He sounded a rumble of amusement then went back to the low, sexual rumble. It vibrated through the skin of her back, making her hyperaware of every spot where his smooth keratin plating was touching her.
More. She needed more.
She got her hands under her and tried to lift him up. She was strong for her size, but she couldn’t do a pushup with him on her back.
He noticed her effort and lifted up. She thought he didn’t want to play the game any longer, but he was only shifting so he could flip her on her back.
“I need to taste more of you,” he growled, sucking a nipple into his mouth. She gasped and got her legs out from under him so she could wrap them around his hips.
Pressing her core against him felt good enough to make her moan. Between his mouth on her nipple and being able to rub her pussy on the growing bulge in his pants, she was close to climax.
This was a first. Normally she was a slow burn, but something about Myrum made her catch fire.
She grabbed hold of his head and pressed down, wanting him to bite her breast like he’d bit her neck.
“No!” she protested when he pulled his head away.
“I’ll do what I want,” he said, grabbing her wrists in his and dragging her hands over her head. He shifted both wrists to one hand and used his free one to grab her jaw.
“Mine to do with as I want,” he snarled.
