Page 30 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
He paused to study me, my cheek pressed against the rug.
I nodded, silently affirming what he already knew.
“Limits?” he asked. He tongued his fangs, his eyes dark and hungry.
“The same as before,” I breathed, before my overthinking brain could change my mind. I didn’t want to live the way I used to—overintellectualizing and ruminating and denying myself.
I deserved to indulge, to let flesh be flesh, to satisfy yearnings dark and shadowed.
“When was the last time you fed?” I asked, curious.
Kylo grabbed my ass painfully until I winced, and he delighted in my pain, drank it in as ravenously as he did my blood.
“While you were sleeping.”
My frown was immediate. I detected a note of avoidance in his energy, like he was hiding something. His touch was soft now as he trailed his fingers along my skin. They crept across my panties, teasing.
I arched my back, a soft moan leaving my lips. My ass cheeks were radiating heat and stinging, my pussy surging with need.
“Are you upset?” Kylo asked.
“Yes, but I know that’s not fair of me. Considering there was no way in hell you were going to be feeding fromme.”
Kylo’s eyes darkened, a wrathful chuckle sending a chill down my spine. “My unforgiving angel wants me starving for her, hmm? Shall I waste away, unable to feed entirely?”
“Yep.”
Two of Kylo’s fingers plunged inside me without warning, and I yelped at the sudden fullness.
“Greedy little thing,” he growled.
He bent and sank his teeth into my shoulder, marking me without feeding.
I cried out, attempting to lift up before Kylo shoved me back down and placed some of his weight on my back with his knee. He fucked me mercilessly with his fingers until I’d melted into the carpet, moaning and opening myself up to him.
“What a soaking wet mess you are,” he taunted, removing his fingers the moment I reached a tall peak.
I whined in frustration.
“I should mark your pretty face with cum and then take you home unsatisfied,” he said cruelly. “But even that doesn’t sound like nearly enough of a punishment.”
“For biting your fingers?” I asked, knowing full well that was not what Kylo was punishing me for.
He bit me again, this time on one of my stinging ass cheeks. Another scream escaped me.
“I don’t like this new attitude, baby,” he said. “You were never one to brat off.”
“Things change,” I growled. “Adversity will be good for you. It might strengthen your character.”
Kylo’s laugh rumbled through me. I had no time to react before he’d lifted and peeled me off the floor. I kicked and fought as he dragged me, my back to his chest and his breath skating over my ear.
“You don’t want to be my good girl anymore?”
He pulled me into his lap as he leaned against the wall, forcing my legs apart as he held me tight.
“Shhh,” he whispered, tickling my ear.
I shivered, and his lips brushed against the shell before his tongue teased. I melted into tingling, undeniable pleasure.
