Page 116 of Taming the Beasts

“You’re playing a good game, but you’re not hiding anything now that you’re not wearing a mask.”

I glared at him. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You’re practically grinding against me.”

“I am not!”

He looked down at where I was pressed against him. “Remind me, Zoey. When my friends were claiming you right on this table, were you not looking at me?”

I tried to pull my hands out of his grip, but I couldn’t. “No.”

“Liar.”

“I’m not a lair.”

“You lie all the time,” he said.

“I was trying to surprise you with the cure!”

“I don’t like surprises.”

“Well I didn’t know that. I won’t surprise you ever again. Happy?”

“Hardly. Admit that when you were getting fucked right here, you stared at me because you wanted it to be my cock down your throat instead of Bennett’s.”

“You are such an asshole.” I wiggled backward.

He released my wrists to grab my waist again. He pulled me back toward him, slamming me against him.

I stifled a moan. I could feel his hardness pressed against me.

He chuckled. “I bet you’re dripping wet just thinking about me instead of them.”

“You’re the one that’s hard, wishing you could feel how wet I am.”

“So you are wet just thinking of me?”

I lifted my hand and slapped him hard across the face.

The low guttural growl that escaped his lips would have scared me. But he didn’t look like he was about to shift. He looked like he was about to devour every inch of me.

“Admit it,” he said.

“Have fun wishing it was true while you think of me as you fuck yourself with your hand tonight...”

His lips slammed against mine.

I hadn’t expected it. But I’d wanted it. I’d been dying for it. And I immediately parted my lips for him. I loved being with all my boyfriends. But Titan tasted like sin. And I’d always wanted a taste. It was even better than I imagined. My lips were frantic against his.

His hand slipped beneath the waistband of my leggings. He wasn’t slow or gentle. He thrust two fingers inside of me.

I moaned into his mouth.

“Just what I thought. Desperate for me.”

I couldn’t deny it. Instead I grinded into his hand.

He cursed under his breath as he pumped his fingers. “You like looking at me when my friends make you come. Admit that you’ve been dying to come around my cock.”