Page 3 of Noah

His eyes glowed with blue fire. His hair was striped like a tiger, a deep burnt orange with black and white stripes. There were tiny white hairs interspersed through his black eyelashes, so tiny she didn’t notice them until he got close.

He had a strange and enchanting quality about him.

Despite his firm grip on her mouth, his lips thinned, and he frowned. He cocked his head in confusion. Because he seemed annoyed by her, she wasn’t sure what to say.

His attention was drawn to every inch of her exposed skin.

She squealed and tugged at her shirt when he pulled it. He flinched backwards, pulling at his ears.

Trying to push her skirt back down again, he growled and pushed her hands. She swallowed and wobbled on her knees as she tried to keep her balance. Then, he pushed again, and she fell on her back.

When her head hit the bed, she hissed, and he crawled up her body. Hovering above her, he stared in fascination at her mouth.

Rubbing her scalp, she mumbled, “Ouch, ow, fuck.”

He narrowed his eyes as she spoke, and he rumbled out another sound. It would have been helpful if Adrienne knew Numbers. Apart from what she heard on the news about free Numbers. In the face of a feral Number, she didn’t know what to do.

“How are you here?”

He cocked his head in response.

When he ignored her question, she pursed her lips.

She froze when he started pulling her shirt up again. After hearing a ripping sound, she protested. When he heard it, his eyes twitched, and she glanced down, but her shirt had been split down the side.

“What are you doing?” she asked nervously, breath racing out of her lungs.

What if he ate her? They don’t do that kind of stuff, she thought hysterically. However, his fangs were still down, and his claws weren’t hidden.

He started sniffing at her skin as he pulled her shirt away. The pounding in her chest made her feel faint. Suddenly, her breathing became fast, irregular, and erratic. Those piercing blue eyes met her and held hers as her vision narrowed to a point.

He had no shame as he felt under her ribs and touched her boobs. A whimper filled with fear escaped her, and he wrinkled his nose in response.

As he touched her bra, his eyes widened in confusion. His claws broke the clasp behind her back when he found it.

A gasp escaped her as she gripped the hanging cups.

Her tattered bra hung from her shoulders. It looked odd to have her bra hanging loose underneath her top. Like a strange harness, it gathered under her armpits and her breasts bounced.

She closed her eyes, feeling lightheaded and sick.

Taking a sniff at her neck and cleavage, he stared at her.

He was beautiful in a wild way, and she might have found him handsome if their circumstances were different. Honestly, handsome seemed like a tame word. There was something alluring about him.

Her eyes were closed as she prayed for someone to save her. It was hopeless. When he nuzzled into the valley of her breasts, his breath puffed against the swell of her skin.

He made a harsh sound and moved away. She was grateful he hadn’t ripped off her skirt or anything else.

She almost expected him to expose her because he’d already done it with her top half.

She started shivering because it was too cold in the room, and she thought she was in shock.

It was difficult for her to keep her eyes focused. “Wh…what…” she couldn’t finish. The crack of her teeth chattering so hard caused her jaw to clench.

His hand suddenly stroked her calf.

It was a good thing she wore solid black shorts, not thongs or anything lacy.

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