Bite Marks (The Lycans 5) - Page 45

She sucked in a breath.

“I’m nothing like what they portray in the movies.” I didn’t know why I felt like going into more detail. I’d never given a fuck what anyone thought, least of all about me or my kind. I was what I was, and there was no changing that. But as I scented her apprehension, I wanted to ease her worries. I never wanted her to feel this way around me, especially not about me. So I kept speaking, wanting to make her understand, this foreign part needing her to.

“Me, my kind, we are one of the species in what's known as the Otherworld.” She was shaking her head as if to deny any of this, but she said nothing. “We’re the most powerful species, baby girl.” Of course the Lycans would disagree; hell, probably any and all creatures in our faction. But the fucking wolves had to rely on their inner animals to give them that brutal strength. Me, on the other hand?

I was just a fucking psychopath.

“Oh God. You’re insane.”

“I am.” No use denying how fucking unhinged I was.

“You’re a murderer.”

“Sure am, princess.” I’d been a killer for damn near my entire fucking existence. I’d been doing heinous, deplorable shit for nearly one hundred and twenty years. And I’d reveled in every single fucked-up thing I’d done. “I’m not a hero, Kayla. I never was, and I never will be.”

“I’m dreaming.” She closed her eyes and kept shaking her head.

“No, baby. No, you’re not.” I waited until she opened her eyes and looked at me. “I’m a lot of things, a lot of fucked-up things, but what I’m not is a liar.”

Even though she was shaking her head, I could see the reality sink in. She knew the truth, even if her world and mind were rebelling against it.

“You’re afraid,” I said in a low voice right beside her ear, nothing but a growl of unrestrained need. “You have nothing to be afraid of where I’m concerned. You’ve never been safer, never will be safer, than you are with me.” She was panting, not speaking, her body tense. “But even if you are afraid, I can also smell something else.”

I pressed my body right up against hers, harder, letting her feel how erect I was. Her breath hitched, but her body softened.

“You feel so good, princess.” I ran the tip of my nose along the shell of her ear. Her body was tight, but she didn’t pull away. “Do you know what other scent I smell from you, Kayla?” Her breath was going through her parted lips fast and hard, but she still didn’t respond. I chuckled low, deeply. “It’s the scent of your arousal.” I ground my erection against her belly, really letting her feel what she did to me. “It’s a scent that tells me your pussy is soaked right now. Isn’t it.” I didn’t phrase it like a question because I didn’t need her to answer, didn’t need her confirmation. I could smell the sweet honey that spilled from between her thighs so potently it was an aphrodisiac that had euphoria filling me.

“Are you going to kill me?” God, her voice, threadbare from her desire, was such a fucking turn-on. Then again, this female just had to look at me and my cock was rock-solid.

I rolled my hips, making her feel my cock. “This feel like I want to kill you, baby?”

She let out a little moan, and I wondered if she hated herself for it. But when she softened farther against me, her hands resting on my biceps, I dug my dick against her even more, knowing if I kept this up, I’d come so fucking hard.

“That’s it. Yeah, that’s so fucking it.” Her nails dug into my biceps, and her breathing quickened.

And just as I leaned in to claim her mouth, knowing tonight I was going to fuck my mate, fuck her good and hard until she couldn’t walk right tomorrow…

She brought her leg up and kneed me right in the balls.

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Kayla

Holy shit, that really just happened.

Pushing my arousal aside and composing myself enough to actually knee the big bastard in the nuts had been the hardest thing I’d ever done. Because submitting and letting him do the wicked and deviant things I knew he was capable of sounded so much better.

So. Much. Better.

Any self-respecting person would’ve pushed their basic needs aside and kept their hold on reality. As much as I wanted to ignore the insanity he spouted about humans and mates and vampires, another part of me said that it all made sense.

His sheer size, the fangs, blood, and glowing eyes, and especially the ethereal, otherworldly aura that surrounded him, made so much sense.

Oh God, I was losing my mind.

But my thoughts and needs didn’t stop me from tearing out of that prison as he dropped to a knee and cupped his crotch. My heart was thundering as I really realized what I’d done. This could go only one way for me. The bad way that had him thoroughly pissed off at me, pushing him to the brink to harm me.

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