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Her bratty attitude from a second ago evaporates in an instant.
“Oh, no.” She shakes her head and holds up her hands. “Nope. No way. I’ve already told Ky and Thorne this…I have my period.”
Her protests are eaten up as I close the small distance between us, and lean both hands on the edge of the vanity outside her hips. Our noses almost brush, her tiny fists clench and fly to my chest in an attempt to shove me away.
“I don’t fucking care.” My low snarl comes from somewhere deep and primal in my gut. “I just ripped a man’s ear off tonight with my teeth, and I’ve been soaked in blood since sundown. Do you really think a little bit of yours will put me off?”
She’s panting and still pushing back, but I see the pain she’s experiencing has drained her face of color, and right now, this Fox is in no position to hold up an extended argument with me.
“Raven.”
“Fox.” I echo.
“You can’t be serious.”
Oh, she has no fucking clue.
I run my nose along her jaw, inhaling the subtle notes of fear lingering between us, before pausing at the shell of her ear. “When it comes to pain, nothing controls it like a deep fuck and coming as many times as I’m going to tell you to.”
Her breath catches as I draw back, finding her blue gaze. This girl is looking at me like she either wants to stab me or sink to her knees.
Probably both.
“But—”
“Sit.” I’ve already picked her up and dumped her on the polished marble before she can continue arguing with me.
Fox covers her mortified expression, making small groaning noises. “You’re killing me. This is so many kinds of wrong.”
That makes me pause. My hands catch hers, and for a second, our fingers intertwine as I drag them away from her face. She’s all delicate, smooth skin beneath rough calluses. A petal with the misfortune to flutter onto concrete.
Leaning down, I make sure to hold her widening eyes level with my own. “Nothing about enjoying pleasure is wrong. When everyone is consenting, there is nothing to be ashamed of.”
She wears a thousand expressions trying to fight each other for parity as her mind wrestles with that information.
“But you can’t possibly want…to do that.” Her voice shakes.
I’m about done with explaining myself to this girl. So instead, I shove her t-shirt up her thighs and tap for her to shift from side to side so I can lift it above her hips. Fox’s mouth hangs open as she watches me work the soft fabric up her stomach.
“Stay still.” I nudge her shoulders to slump back against the mirror.
Her pulse is like a hummingbird’s wings in the side of her throat.
Then I drag the hem all the way up to sit over the top of her breasts, exposing their heavy fullness and perfectly hardened buds. Both furl tighter under my stare, and the dusky rose-colored skin surrounding her nipples pebbles.
“Hold that there. I want to see your tits while you come on my tongue.”
“Oh my fucking god.” She’s squirming, her voice a husky whisper of disbelief.
My eyes rake down her soft stomach, over the snake sitting at her sternum, and lower to her tattooed thigh. The point where her hips crease around the edge of the high-waisted black panties she’s got on.
“What do you use?” My hands land on her knees, and I settle her thighs wider.
She stares at me like I’ve got three heads.
“You’ve got about five seconds before I find out. So you can either answer me, or I can discover for myself.”
Her mouth opens and closes before she rediscovers her tongue. “Jesus. I’m wearing period underwear, ok?” As she speaks, my fingers curl beneath the waistband, and her stomach caves on reflex.
