Page 84 of After the Burn

“What the fuck?” I screamed, the sound echoing as I desperately tried to shove him off.

Beck let go, then licked and kissed the teeth marks he’d left. “Now you’ve finally been claimed.”

“You fucking psycho,” I growled and swatted his head. “That hurt.”

He laughed, “No more than my shoulder did.” He rested his head on my lower stomach and laid his arms on either side of me.

I pushed myself up on my elbows and looked at his shoulder. Sure enough, I’d bitten down so hard I’d drawn blood. “Don’t pretend you didn’t like it.”

“I wouldn’t dare. If it doesn’t scar, I’ll get a tattoo of your bite in that exact spot.” He placed a kiss on the side of my belly button.

I fell back on the bed. “I’ll do the same.”

“Fuck, yes, you will.” He crawled up the bed and pulled me into his body. “I’ll do it personally as soon as I scavenge a tattoo gun.”

I snuggled into his chest and yawned big.

“Now get some rest. Your other men aren’t going to put up with me hogging you for much longer.” Beck whispered into my hair.

“Other man…” I mumbled.

As I drifted off, I could have sworn I heard him say, “Men, Fox… he won’t be able to fight it for long.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

TARYN

Ifelt myself lifted gently, then immediately sat down on another bed.

“Go back to sleep.” Warm breath whispered against my ear.

I snuggled into the muscled chest that drew me close, breathing in Adrian’s scent. “Adrian,” I murmured.

“I’ve got you, baby. Now go back to sleep.” He hummed a lullaby from my childhood.

My subconscious thought that was a little fucked up, but I fell back asleep almost instantly.

A few hours later, I woke from the best sleep I’d had in months.

I threw the covers back and stretched languidly, snapping my eyes open when I heard a throat clear.

Lucas sat at the small table, a pen and a spiral notebook in front of him. “You might want to put some panties on. Unless you’re trying to show me your pussy?” His lips curled up in disgust, yet the heat in his eyes told a different story.

I didn’t answer his ridiculous question. Instead, I lowered my feet to the floor and pulled my T-shirt down as I stood. “Where’s Beck?”

For a few seconds, I didn’t think he’d answer. Then he threw his pen on the table and looked up at me. “I’m not his fucking keeper, but if I had to guess, I’d say he was taking a shower.” He raised an eyebrow. “And before you ask, Adrian is getting our housing assignment from Gideon.”

“Thanks for the info, Mr. Rowen.” I knew that would irritate the asshole.

“Why don’t you go f⁠—”

The door opened, and Beck walked in with only a towel wrapped around his waist, interrupting Lucas.

I smirked in his direction, then squealed as Beck picked me up and twirled me around. “I’ve missed seeing that beautiful face first thing in the morning.”

I could feel the air on my ass, so I knew I was flashing Lucas again. “Put me down, crazy man.”

“Yes, please put her down, crazy man,” Lucas drawled sarcastically, picking up his pen again. “I prefer my coffee without a shot of ass.”