Page 68 of Claim Me
Fuck, she tastes good. Like a decadent wine. Aged to perfection. And set aside just for me.
Her ample breasts are pillowed against my chest, reminding me of her delicious curves. My hand aches against her hip, my desire to explore her causing my fingers to flex involuntarily.
But this isn’t meant to be enjoyed. It’s supposed to be a lesson. A warning. A… asomething.
With each brush of her tongue, I fall a little harder, my mind clouding with a hunger unlike any other.
Her blood sings to me in her veins, seducing my inner beast.
I want to bite her. Claim her.Tasteher.
Who even is this passionate woman?I marvel, our kiss turning violent in nature.This can’t be Fallon. It’s impossible. She’s too… too irresistible.
Her teeth skim my tongue, the hint of danger driving me onward as I take her mouth hostage, my tongue mastering every inch of her and ensuring she can feel my unspoken claim.
Mine.
My mate.
My Fallon.
Except…
No. No “except.” Only this.
My mind whirls with thoughts, my hunger escalating by the second. I haven’t tasted a woman in what feels like years, my preferences of late having been more masculine than feminine.
But Fallon… she reminds me of everything I’ve been missing. That delicate female touch. The soft skin.These addictive curves…
I want to rip off her jeans and sweater and slide into her alluring heat. I can smell her, that beautiful perfume that’s all aroused woman.
How will she taste?I wonder.Sweet? Spicy? A mixture of both?
I lick her bottom lip, my fangs itching to sink into the plump texture to steal a preview of what’s to come.
But then her tongue distracts me once more, followed by a soft moan that has my cock pulsating with need.
Fuck, this is intense,I think, lost to Fallon and the sweet little sounds leaving her mouth.How could I possibly reject…?
I frown, the thought slamming through my mind and causing me to rip my mouth away from the enchantress in my arms.
What the fuck?
I was about to reject her, but then… then she kissed me. Like a seductress.
Only it was more than that.
Because I kissed her back.
Thoroughly.
It was meant to be a lesson. A wicked way of saying goodbye once and for all.A punishment.
And looking at her puffy lips, it seems I’ve accomplished that. Except now… now I can’t seem to speak the words I need to say.
She’s bewitched me.
Her presence. Her beauty. Her fucking feisty spirit.
