Page 163 of Psycho Beasts

Don’t be a little bitch, Sadie. As fast as I could, I said, “Please-bite-me-again. I-liked-it.”

Xerxes inhaled.

The energy in the room shifted.

Snowy wind howled louder, as if the nest was sentient and picked up on its omega’s mood.

Delicate touches were forgotten as his fingers dug into my hip bones and his nails raked across my delicate flesh.

Xerxes lowered his mouth to my shoulder and bit down.

Copper tanged the air as his teeth broke my flesh and drew blood.

In another lifetime, if I was more delicate, I might have cared that his fingernails were gouging my flesh as he attacked my neck with his mouth.

His teeth bit my skin, but his tongue soothed the wounds.

Hot fire bloomed, then cool relief.

Xerxes groaned against my neck and dragged his stubble down across my chest.

His scruff scraped across my sensitive nipples, and I gasped loudly, core aching as my hips arched off the ground.

“My alpha likes it rough,” he moaned as his teeth and tongue bit and soothed marks he left all over my small breasts.

“Mm-hmm.” I nodded in agreement and pulled his hair with all my might.

In another life, I might have been offended that hands were squeezing my already bruised flesh so tightly that new bruises were blossoming.

The more Xerxes nipped, sucked, and bit my skin, the more his agitation grew.

He growled loudly, “Say you’re my alpha.”

Flames sparked higher in the fire.

His cool, silky hair trailed across my chest and stomach in a soft caress. A soft contrast to his bites.

He shoved his knee against my core and ground against me.

Xerxes growled, “Say it.”

In another life, I would be outraged by how he ordered me about and staked his claim across my flesh like a conquering pirate.

I tipped my head back and arched my chest up into his bites.

My fingers scored across his back as I tore at his skin, desperate for him to touch me harder, claim me deeper.

The fingers gripping my hips lifted me, then slammed me down against the carpet.

Xerxes dragged his stubble across my nipple, then closed his teeth around my overly stimulated flesh.

“SAY IT!” He bit down.

I screamed.

His knee shoved harder against my core, and it spasmed with flutters. My wetness slicked his knee, and I slid against it and clawed at his back desperately.

My hips slammed upward as he pressed me down harder.

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