Page 106 of Her Rabid Beasts

If I want to take you, I will. You would not be able to stop me.

The fucking nerve! I want to throw something at the guy, but I actually think that would be abadidea. The power that emanates from him like a toxic wind actually makes me think he’s right.

“Well, if you’re going to kidnap me, then do it now, because I’m tired of this conversation.” I kick my blankets off to illustrate my challenge.

He doesn’t reply or move to text me again, just stares at me with those eyes that give Xander a run for his money.

I sigh long and loud. I’ve had quite enough of this.

“Well, if that’s all, I’m going back to bed,” I hiss, setting my phone aside and preparing to huddle back under the blankets. Honestly, fuck him. “In case you haven’t heard, I’ve hadquitea traumatic day onmultiplefronts.”

So slowly that it makes my eyes water, he uncrosses his legs and rises from the chair. The way he rises reminds me of a cobra rearing up and spreading its hood out.

I try to keep calm. And fail.

It’s easy to see that he’s as tall as Xander. He’s a giant in the room. A scary, nightmarish giant who’s making my heart pound and… my nipples harden.

Laser beam eyes move. They lazily peruse my body from my toes to my face. I can barely breathe as I watch him watch me.

Without warning, this monster of shadow lunges towards me. I go to scream, but then he’son topof me, his weight pinning me down, those red points of light hovering inches from my face. A calloused hand clamps over my mouth.

I let down one of my psychic shields and blast him telepathically.“You fucker!”I thrash under him.

But my anima recognises that this is our mate and is purring and preening like the hussy she is. The thrashing turns into wiggling under his obviously hard, muscular body.

A low, rumbling chuckle enters my brain in a seductive caress. His voice is barely human and I think he’s sunken into his animus. Or perhaps this has been his animus the entire time.

“My animus and I are one, snakelet,”he whispers into my mind.“I am the monster and the monster is me, unfortunately for my beautiful little regina.”

“What does that even mean?”I reply into his mind as he still covers my mouth with that one cool hand.

“It means…”He lowers his head and removes his hand from my mouth. Featherlight lips brush my own as he talks into my head with a low, seductive drawl.“That I’ve waited far too long to come and steal a kiss.”

My toes curl at the overt power and lust in his deep voice.

I let my scent shield down then, desperate to sense more of this monster.Mymonster. He flinches, almost in surprise,before lowering his nose to skim my cheek, inhaling with his full chest. Tingles flood the length of my body. I clench my legs together. His scent is deep and dark like the night. As if all the powerful, seductive things that stalk in the dark culminate in a single, divine caress through my nose.

“What do I call you?”I ask, trying not to succumb to my own wanton desire. But I want to know everything there is to know about this creature.

His nose skims down the side of my face until he tilts his head upward and brushes his lips down my neck. He opens his mouth and sharp,sharpteeth scrape gently across my skin. It’s like a sharp, primal kiss and I sense the restraint behind it.

Oh dear Goddess.

“I am known by many names, snakelet. Boogeyman, devil, king… snake eater…”I can feel him smirking as more of those teeth kiss down the line of my neck, his breath searing me.“What name would you give me?”

“Irritant,”I whisper.“Deviant. An all-round nuisance.”

A rumbling chuckle sends shivers right down to my pussy.“Tell me you need me and I will take you right here.”

By all the Gods known and unknown, I want to scream yes. But I keep my lips tightly sealed. I’m playing a fucking dangerous game with someone who feels like he could destroy this entire building in an instant.

“You reek of lesser serpent. It makes me want to fuck the smell off you. It makes me want to wash it off you with my tongue.”

Stay calm, Aurelia. Stay fucking calm. The more he speaks, the more he reveals. So he hates snakes? And kills them? And yet he has fangs. Is he a type of dragon? But a lot of orders hate snakes, not just dragons.

When I don’t reply, he raises his head to look down at me. This close the red pupils hurt my eyes.

“I can smell your arousal, my pretty, pretty snakelet. Give me what I want and say it.”

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