Page 93 of Night Sector

Her nails turned into claws against my shoulder, her lips curling against mine. “I want to make you bleed.”

“Then do it,” I snarled as I fucked her against the wall. “Rip me apart. Bite me. Do whatever you want.”

Her sheath clenched around me, clearly liking that notion.

But she didn’t rake her claws across my chest like I’d anticipated.

Instead, she bit down on my lip.Hard. And soothed away the ache with her tongue.

A groan left her as she imbibed some of my blood. A feral noise followed, then she did it again. Even harder.

I gripped the back of her neck, squeezing to show dominance. But I didn’t stop her from biting me. My savage little killer needed an outlet, and I happily provided it to her.

Our kiss turned messy, my blood pooling between us as she greedily swallowed.

She clenched around me, her orgasm nearing. I thrust into her, urging her along, aware that her impending explosion would force me over the edge with her.

My knot pulsed in expectation, my balls tightening.

So good,I thought, loving the way she gripped me.So fucking good.

Kyra’s nails embedded themselves in my shoulder again, her body tensing against me. “Lorcan!” she screamed as she fell apart on a powerful wave, her body clamping down around me and demanding that I follow her into oblivion.

A roar tore out of my throat as my knot shot forward, securing me to my Omega and sending us both into a violent spiral of euphoria.

It overwhelmed every aspect of my being, darkening my sight, shooting fire through my veins, drawing growls from my chest.

So fucking intense.

So amazingly perfect.

Kyra panted, her body shuddering from the onslaught of pleasure drugging her being.

Her forehead went to my shoulder, her little tongue gingerly stroking the bloody indents she’d created with her claws.

“Drink from me,” I whispered to her. “I can feel your thirst.”

She shivered, her mind telling me how thankful she was that I’d offered again. She’d been afraid to take from me before. But I told her with a thought that my offer was indefinite. She could bite me whenever she needed to. I would never reject her.

Her incisors bit into my neck, her resulting moan going straight to my balls and making me want to knot her all over again.

But I hadn’t yet finished coming inside her, my knot unleashing my claim in the most intimate way imaginable.

She’d be sensing my seed inside her for days.

And when that sensation started to disappear, I’d just fill her up again.

I wanted her drenched in my cum. Saturated in my essence.

You’re mine now, little killer.

Yes. Till death do us part,she mused tiredly back at me.

I chuckled.Is that a threat?

Probably.

Excellent,I told her.Violent foreplay is my favorite.