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His grip at my neck went to the front and tightened to drag me up into his body.
I thought he was trying to be intimidating, but honestly, I was just trying not to moan aloud. It probably wasn’t the right moment.
Right?
“Tell me,” he ordered, squeezing.
Screw it. The moan slipped free, and he froze. Only his eyes moved to run over my features. He probably saw the lust written clearly.
Would it be wrong to beg for him to grab me harder?
Probably.
“I don’t offer to everybody. Haven’t been with anyone in five years. What about you—No, don’t answer that. It won’t be good if you do.”
His brows pinched again as his jaw clenched.
My poor guy is having a rough night.
I wondered if he still had his headache. I could offer to suck it out of him through his cock.
“Why wouldn’t it be good?” he demanded, thumb sliding up and down on my skin.
Looking off to the side, I tried to stop the thought of my mate with someone else. It didn’t help, though. Which was why my gaze narrowed when I stared back at him. I answered a little snappishly with the truth, “Because I’m a possessive shifter and if I think of you with someone else, I’ll get very cranky. But if I saw you with someone else…” I laughed low, more sinister than humorous. “I will kill them. I’ll slice at their throats, their stomachs, and hearts. I’ll bath in their blood gleefully, knowing they’ll never touch you again.”
Panting, I closed my eyes and dropped my hands from him, stilling.
He’d stop touching me soon.
He’d seen what a freak I was. How hungry I could be for violence, and he’d run.
No, he’d kick me out and tell me he never wanted to see me again.
Invisible claws raked through my chest to dig into my heart.
His rejection would come.
A lead ball in my gut dropped to my feet.
I’d messed up already.
There wasn’t a chance I could keep my cool, though. Not with that thought.
“I’m tired.” His hand slipped from my throat.
I lifted my head so fast, I was surprised I didn’t get whiplash.
“It’s late. I need to go to bed,” he added.
Oh.
Messaged received. He wanted me to leave. Bile, along with dread, rose. I swallowed it down.
Nodding, I took a step back, picked up my tee, and made it to the door.
There I heard, “Where the fuck’re you goin’?”
Spinning back, I clasped my hands under my chin to try and hold my rapid heart inside my chest.
