My cock throbbed so hard against her wet folds that I could feel my own pulse hammering between us.
She tilted her head. "Nothing to say, Dragon?"
I swallowed. “I’ve got lots to say.”
“And what is that?”
“There are levels tothispower.”
“Levels?”
"You fucking owned me with your fire. You burned my skin and I thanked you for it. You made me whimper and I didn't care who heard. You made me beg and I meant every word." I held her gaze. "You cannot then own me with your pussy too. It ismyturn."
She raised an eyebrow. "Your turn?"
"When these restraints come off— and they will come off—I am going to show you what the Dragon does when he's been caged, burned, and denied for too long.”
“No.”
I frowned. “Careful. I’m already biting you.”
“Yeah. About that.” And then she did something even crazier that shocked the fuck out of me.
Tora?!
Chapter twenty-five
Claimed
Kenji
Is she really going to. . ?
She leaned down.
I expected her mouth on mine. Expected a kiss. Expected the softness that came after a woman made her point and was ready to reward.
Instead, she pressed her lips to my shoulder—right where the muscle curved into my neck.
And bit.
Hard.
“Oh fuck.”
She moaned and sank her teeth through my skin.
"FUCK!" I surged off the slab. My spine arched and every muscle in my body locked. The pain was sharp, bright, andimmediate— a clean, vicious pressure that broke through the haze of subspace and dragged me to the surface by my throat.
“O-oh. . .T-tora. . .”
And she didn't let go.
Her jaw clenched tighter. Her teeth pressed deeper. I could feel the skin give— that wet, hot pop of tissue splitting under pressure. “Ohhhh. . .”
Blood welled up around her mouth and ran warm down my collarbone.
She was marking me.
