I found her clit, licked it carefully not to let my teeth touch it. It protruded against my tongue. Her hands plunged into my hair now, and she purred and hissed and moaned.
I licked harder, faster at the sensitive nub with gossamer pressure. Her body undulated up and down, riding my face. My hand gripped her ass, the other fondling her breast, kneading it while I fucked her with my tongue.
My cock ached, my balls engorged, begging for release.Please, come now so I can thrust my cock and every lament need I’ve had for you inside your heaven. The only heaven I would ever go to.
I entered her deeper, and she clasped around my tongue, her fingers ripping at my hair, her screams a frenzy of yeses and happy curses.
I sucked every drop, fantasizing I was drinking her blood instead, not that I wasn’t enjoying these scalding hot juices. They were so good they unleashed all my deep, forbidden desires for her, unshackling my self-imposed restraints.
Rising to my feet, I started to unbuckle my belt, hoping when I let out that one need, the other would blur away. But her fingers worked the buckle faster and pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees, the brazen gesture making me even thirstier. My cock swung free while my mouth watered. I needed to taste her blood as much as I needed to have her.
Her eyes widened. “You’re really blessed in that department.”
A woman saying I had a big cock was always flattering, but I wasn’t really listening. I was fighting so hard not to make the worst mistake of my life.
I closed my eyes for a second, reminding myself of what was at stake here. If I bit her now, she’d never be mine again. My thirst silenced my mind in a heartbeat. My control almost nonexistent, I peered up at her neck, at the two throbbing veins calling for me to do the one thing I needed the most.
The ugly bite glared at me, provoking me even more to replace it with mine. It was clearer, now that the makeup faded away, and it looked worse than I thought. But what if the shifter bite had already consumed her? Kayden assured me she wasn’t transitioning, but the mark had never faded.
If either I or they turned her before she’d made the choice, we both would lose her for good. I—
“Are you okay?” she asked.
My teeth clenched as I dragged my gaze away from her neck. Then I lifted her roughly off the counter and swiveled her that her back faced me. Her ass was the perfect distraction. I rolled her skirt up to her waist, and I bit at each cheek—I had to bite something.
“Ouch,” she moaned.
“I’m sorry.” I kissed the sore flesh, wiping my thumb around it to soothe it a little. “Did that hurt?”
She tilted her head to look at me, her hair sliding off her shoulder revealing that fucking mark again. “Yes. But I like it.” She swallowed. “Pain is all I’ve known for ten years. I’ve learned to enjoy it. Even ask for it.”
I didn’t need to hear that. It was disturbing and arousing at the same time, and I was already out of my mind. Pushing her down, I spread her ass as far as possible without tearing her up and slid the tip of my cock into her wet pussy.
Her body squeezed against mine until I was all the way inside of her. She let out a muffled scream as she braced against the counter, bending lower and spreading her legs farther.
“Fuck,” I groaned as her positioning allowed for even more penetration. I held her long hair and wrapped it around my fist. Then I pulled it as I found my rhythm in and out of her.
Her hips bucked into mine, rocking against me. “Oh, Professor. You feel so good. So fucking good.”
I slammed harder into her scorching tightness, utensils falling off the counter with loud clinks. With a spank on her beautiful ass, I pulled her head up by the hair, her long neck exposed. I thought fucking her would cool my thirst down, but I couldn’t have been more mistaken.
The disgusting bite flashed, and my inner beast hit the surface. I tilted my head back, swiping my tongue over my teeth.
“Oh my god, Joshua. I’m coming again.”
Hearing her screams of pleasure and feeling her tightening around me were all I needed to explode and for the predator to burst free.
I opened my mouth widely, and with sharp fangs, I speared the fucking shifter’s mark.
CHAPTER 18
ALEC
A fucking mess.
I was unable to concentrate, obsessively thinking about the smell of her panties. They were burning a hole in my bedroom nightstand for a week while I sat here, in the woods at dawn, at a bonfire pack meeting.
It had veered off-topic again, and I’d tried my best to look like I gave a fuck what anyone was going on about, but as soon as the endless debate of bears were more badass than wolves came back up, I was done.
