Page 97 of My Perfect Villain

She didn’t belong here. Not when I didn’t know the wild beasts within my own men. Definitely not near an omega. I didn’t care how much spirit she had. They would break her in two, and I’d be left to pick up the pieces of her.

As a growl rippled through me, a thrum of possession gripped my entity.

Fucking hell. Curse the lure of an omega—ofthisomega.

I’d visited the heat nests often…too often. And yet the only omega pussy I desired to rut belonged to the snow leopard I’d set my eyes on. I lusted after her sopping pussy on my tongue, savoring her, pinning her squirming hips as I took from her.

She was a sight to behold, one that stirred the primal instincts within me.

Surveying her slender figure, I sank into the shadows, and worry creased between my brows as I noted the heat she expelled. My ability, the gift bestowed upon my panther by the goddess of the hunt, wafted over the emotions she emitted. With it, I sensed the trepidation in her soul. She thirsted for revenge and blew off the steam in her training.

If she didn’t grab ahold of herself, she’d collapse.

She was already panting heavily. At this rate, her leopard would give out on her.

“Dismissed,” I barked at the troops in their minds. Stepping down from my perch, I landed with a thud as I emerged from the shadows, moving toward the crowd with a deliberate approach.

The soldiers dispersed quickly, appearing gleeful their training had come to an end. Their surprised chuffs rang out as they parted from my path, my narrowed gaze looming in the direction of the snow leopard. Her sleek figure remained enamored with her training, and a tendril of irritability struck me. Was the omega deliberately ignoring my command?

My obsidian paws sank into soft soil, and my maw hung low, nearly touching the ground. Evangeline moved with fierce determination and simmering anger. But as I drew closer, under my looming shadow, I noticed she fought through her exhaustion. It took everything within me not to pounce on her and challenge the unspoken fury ravaging through her. The sleek muscles rippled beneath her silky fur, and I found myself captivated by her grace.

“Evangeline,” I called out, my voice a thundering growl directed toward her. “When I give out orders,” she turned to face me, “I expect all warriors to obey.” As her gaze met mine, I could sense she instinctively felt drawn to submit, but fought against the urge as she struggled to maintain eye contact.

“I’m not finished,” she grumbled, and I could hear her swallow spit. Those piercing blue eyes, like frozen pools of ice, held a storm within them, and I knew she had more fight within her. She was determined to let out her vexation, even if it cost her sanity.

We simply could not have it. I wouldn’t be the one to carry her limp body up the dreaded snow-capped mountain. I’d dump her on a pile of snow for her family to collect. Her brother, the warrior that managed to talk our general into allowing her into our brethren, would be the one to care for her. I would not make myself responsible for the omega, nor would I make her my problem.

My gaze narrowed, and as I puffed out my chest, expanding my size, she cowered.

“I’m telling you,snow princess.You’re done here,” I said, sneering.

Evangeline shook her pelt, and her transformation took root within her, bathing the atmosphere in a soft blanket of melted snowflakes. The mesmerizing cascade danced around her form, engulfing her in a moment of mystic beauty. As the flurry subsided, her snowy complexion replaced her leopard.

Her bare figure stood in front of me, and it took every fiber of my being not to draw forward and inhale her scent. Saliva pooled in my mouth as I soaked in her appearance. My claws dug into the dirt, itching to reach out and knead her flesh. To sink my teeth into her curves and savor her as mine.

Much to my surprise, she pivoted on her heels, reaching for her discarded white tee to put it on and reined all her attention into the punching bag in front of her, continuing a relentless assault. My frustration boiled over and mingled with the lust that coursed through me.

As I allowed my panther to pull back, misty shadows mingled with melted snow, my hand shot forward to capture the omega by the back of her neck. I closed the distance between us and latched on to her, pulling her flush against my heated flesh.

A squeal left Evangeline’s lips, and desire pulsed within me, flaring my nostrils to take in the omega at my mercy.

The intensity of lust mingled in the atmosphere, and with the flush staining her cheeks, I knew my rough actions ignited something within this leopard. A realization struck me as she molded herself to my stone figure. Her sweat-soaked silver hair stuck to her forehead, her breathing jagged and labored. It wasn’t just lust that boiled her blood. The damn leopard was nearing a heat stroke.

“You insolent fool,” I growled.

With no room left for her to take a breath, I seized the back of her throat and shoved her forward, forcing her to bow her back as I tugged her toward the dense jungle. A dark cloud flooded my mind, and I became ruthless in my actions. Her frantic steps struggled to keep up with my broad strides, but I had no intention of slowing down. One more second and she truly would have succumbed to exhaustion.

“Sergeant!” Evangeline exclaimed, digging her nails into my wrist in an attempt to make me release her. Not even in her dreams would I release her. “What the hell? Let me go.”

“Quiet,” I grumbled, tugging her through the moist foliage of the jungle. I tugged her along a path, beelining straight for the impressive mountain in the distance.

Cool air filled the damp atmosphere as we approached our destination, followed by the sound of rushing water. It invigorated me as goosebumps popped across my bare skin. As we approached the clearing, the ethereal sight of a frozen oasis appeared. The rushing waterfall was fed by the melted snow of the mountain, creating crisp waters. With another step forward, I shoved the woman toward the stream, and she splashed into the crystalline water. Evangeline hissed and yelped, fighting against me as I held her under the roaring currents which enveloped her in a chilly embrace.

Pushing her head above the water, her eyes widened and lips parted with a gasp as she came back up for air, but I seized her throat and pushed her into the cold abyss. I held her down there for a moment, relishing the way her back arched above the surface of the water. The way I felt her thumping pulse at my fingertips as I squeezed the base of her neck tighter. Her nipples hardened to a sharp peak, and I savored the sight of them through the transparent fabric. Craving to take one into my mouth, my lips tugged into a sneer.

It was invigorating. Watching her struggle satisfied the predator within me. It awakened my primal instincts, summoned the need to take. To claim. Torut.

Goddesses, how long had it been since I released that dominating side of me? Had the trembling flesh of a pussy at my mercy?

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