Bite Marks (The Lycans 5)

The man made a shallow nick at the base of her throat, and I watched in awe as his eyes flashed red.

“That’s his mate,” Adryan all but purred. “They frequent that particular club, like to put on a show for others, because they get off on it.”

My eyes wanted to close at that heady, heavy sound of his voice by my ear.

“I could never do that, though.” He slid his hands down my arms, one palm curling around my waist, the other flattening against my heaving belly.

For long seconds we didn’t speak, just our combined breathing filling the otherwise silent room. His palm was a heavy presence on my stomach, a pressure on my body that I could feel spearing right between my thighs.

And when the man on the screen leaned forward—the flash of his fangs coming into view—and dragged his tongue along the cut he’d made on her neck, I couldn’t stop the moan that came from me.

Why was that such a turn-on? It wasn’t that I found the couple on the screen appealing. It was the act itself that got my pussy wet.

Him cutting her, licking the wound, languidly drinking her blood… the same way Adryan had done to me.

“Do you know why I could never take you to one of my bloodletting clubs?”

I knew, but I wanted him to say it. I didn’t know if he actually expected me to answer, but I couldn’t form a coherent word right then if my life depended on it.

And when I felt the brush of his lips against my ear, a fang gently scraping along the shell, I did close my eyes then. My lids were far too heavy to keep open, the energy moving through me so intense that I had zero control over my own body.

“I’m so fucking jealous when it comes to you that if another man, human or otherwise, even looked in your direction, I’d kill him.” His words were so matter-of-fact. “I’d kill them and enjoy it. I’d tear their still beating heart out and give it to you as an offering.”

Holy shit, can I orgasm from dirty talk alone?

And then he started moving his hand down my belly, slipping it under the waistband of my pants, and kept going until his big palm was cupping me right between my thighs.

I let my head fully rest back on his chest, my neck bared, my lips parted. He held me up, my body his to do with as he pleased, as if he were a maestro and I was his orchestra.

He slipped two fingers on either side of my clit, squeezing that bundle of nerves gently until I gasped and moaned. I was so close to going over the edge just from that alone. But all too quickly, he was sliding those fingers down, right between my pussy lips, my labia framing those thick digits.

Adryan used my wetness to slide up and down, to tease me as he circled my entrance before moving his fingers back up to my clit. And when he pinched that little bundle between his thumb and forefinger, I bit my lip hard enough I tasted blood, felt the sting of pain as I split my flesh.

A startled sound left me when suddenly the hand that had been holding my waist gripped my chin, tilting my head to the side. My eyes flared open as I looked up at him, the position arching my neck.

He leaned down and dragged his tongue across my bottom lip, licking up that bead of blood that no doubt formed along the small wound.

“If you asked me to destroy the world,” he said against my mouth, “I’d do it ten times over just to prove how loyal and devoted I am to you.” He smoothed his thumb along my jawline and dragged his tongue over my bottom lip again. “No one and nothing holds power over me.” He was breathing harder. “Except you.”

He kept stroking me so slowly, ensuring I didn’t get off, keeping me on that precipice.

“You’re so good and sweet. You’re an angel, and I’m a coldhearted, depraved devil. You’re too good for me, but I’m too fucking selfish to let you go. Because you’re mine.”

My mouth parted more, and he plunged his tongue deep inside, thrusting it in and out at an agonizingly slow, thorough pace that lit me up.

He broke away far too soon, and I panted, my eyes still closed, my lips feeling swollen.

“Things are going to happen, princess, things that are going to pull me away from you for a short time.”

I opened my eyes and blinked my vision back into focus, staring into his blue eyes. It was hard to think rationally, to understand what he was saying. His tone was so easygoing, like he didn’t have his hand shoved down my pants right now, like he wasn’t seconds away from making me come.