“Can’t help it.” Half-true. “When the blood’s up…When you’re hurt.” I made myself breathe through the pull of the cut on her leg, the iron thread of it in the shallow water. “You should probably see what you’re dealing with.”
She raised an eyebrow in question, but then her gaze slid down my face, my chest, to where the man really ended and the shark began. Her eyes widened.
“Two? I mean…I guess I knew that, I just didn’t—” She shook her head, cutting herself off.
“That going to be a problem? We can stop if you don’t?—”
She caught my jaw again, her grip firm. “No, I like the real Chase Perez.”
That undid the last of me.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make them fit.”
Before she could retort about the cheesy line, I moved lower, biting the soft skin along the way until she moaned. She arched against me, her magic flaring as I bit harder, my teeth nearly breaking skin over her hip.
I grabbed her injured leg, bending it back to her chest, and licked along the cut. Not on it, just cleaning up the blood that had leaked out until my whole body shivered, my tail thrashing in the water. It was like taking a direct hit of her magic, and it nearly short-circuited my brain.
“Chase…”
“Do you trust me, baby?” I peered up from between her legs.
I saw her fight it for just a moment, but she bit her lip and nodded.
“Good, because we’re going to play a game.” I moved her injured leg over my shoulder.
“What kind of game?”
“It’s called Shark Attack. I’m going to eat, and you’re going to scream.” I tore her bikini bottoms at the seams, and her pupils blew wide, but I barely saw it as I dove between her thighs.
It was just as good as her blood, and even better than Iremembered, salty and heady and sublime. That had been business, but no matter what she claimed, this was something else. I dragged my tongue through her perfect pussy, enjoying the way her legs twitched around my head every time I flicked the pointed tip over her clit.
Her hand found my hair, but this time she didn’t tug, didn’t demand. She simply held on as she pulsed gently against me. The shark was not having that, not when she tasted like this.
I thrashed, burying my face deeper, rubbing against her swollen clit with the bridge of my nose as my tongue thrust into her warmth and my teeth just barely scraped her flesh. I didn’t need air. I needed her torn apart.
“Fuck, just like that.”
There it was. I pulled her leg up higher, shifting her position so I could clamp the soft flesh around her clit between my teeth, tugging gently as I sank two fingers inside her.
Her pussy hugged them tight, and I curled them until she was the one thrashing in the sand. The sound she made vibrated in my back teeth. She was soft, so fucking soft, and I wanted all of it.
I drew back just enough to say, “You ready, baby?”
“Yes, fuck yes!”
I held myself over her, my tail settling between her legs. I pressed my tongue into her mouth, tasting all of her at once.Keep her.The shark was fully awake, trying to tear its way to the surface.Mine, she’s mine.
“Selena, I need…” I panted against her lips.
“Tell me what you need, Chase.”
My name on her lips, not some nickname or some insult. “I need to bite you. I want to fuck you with both my cocks, but I need to bite you. Please, baby.” I needed to hold on, needed to mark her. She was mine, and everyone should fucking see.
Her eyes locked on my mouth, where I knew every single one of my teeth had shifted to a point. Her pulse hammered below her throat, and she couldn’t hide that ancient fear. Humans had forced themselves to the top of the food chain, but they still remembered what it was like to be prey.
I ran my rough fingers over the juncture of her neck and shoulder, and golden light flared beneath her skin.
“Do that again,” she commanded.
