Wild Blood (Cyborg Shifters Book 1) by Naomi Lucas

Author:Naomi Lucas [Lucas, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven:

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Dommik watched his trapped fairy sit up on her knees and take hold of him. Her soft smiles and impish features burned deep into his brain, his hard drives. He would forever have these images with him, tormenting him long after she came to hate him.

But his body remained stiff, needing more of her, and when her hands tugged him down he joined her onto the cold ground. His seed covered her in dewy tendrils from her chin down to pool to her pelvis. The animal inside him roared, the spider inside him wanted to bind her within his ropes to feast from.

Kat was meant to be devoured. Her frenetic aura to be chained, claimed, his conquest. He wanted to capture the beauty of her, he wanted to take it with him everywhere.

She was his trophy and if another being ever sought to steal her away, Dommik would unleash a Hell that the universe had never seen its like.

Her eyes flashed a brilliant, mischievous green. Pouty lips crept up into a smile, her copper curls mussed and damp around her face. He ate her up. And she touched him, her hands curved around his kneeled frame, up his tense thighs, and over his hard stomach, skipping the cock that was desperate for her attention.

Dommik didn’t want Kat to hate him, he didn’t want her to be afraid of him, but it was inevitable. What he had shown her of himself was just a piece of what he truly was.

Her taste was in his mouth where he wanted it to stay.

He gripped her chin as her hands traced the scars on his chest. “Your eyes have a wicked gleam to them, Kat, what are you thinking?”

She licked her bottom lip. “I want your poison.”

“Do you now?”

Her fingers tugged at his long strands, rising up to scrape her nails over his scalp. Their eyes stayed locked. “Has anyone told you that your face looks like a skull in the shadows?”

He couldn’t help but smirk. “Yes. Has anyone told you that you look like a fairy?” he countered.

She shook her head as he dropped his hand. “No.” Her eyes fell back to his chest. “Do they hurt?” Dommik watched as she whispered her fingers over one of his jagged scars.

“Not anymore.”

Kat leaned forward and kissed them and he let her, feeling his heart sting and bleed with each press of her lips. He held still as her tongue licked the crisscrossing knife and claw marks, she sucked on his bullet markings. “I’m sorta a nurse,” she smiled against his skin. “I help people die comfortably. I wish I had been around to kiss these better when you received them.” Her emerald orbs caught him. “I heard kisses make hurts feel better.”

Dommik’s eyes narrowed. She was hurting him more than any of the battle wounds he had received before. He stiffened as she continued to worship him.

She had brought him to his knees and that floored him. He wasn’t used to comforting, to passion, not at the level Kat was willing to give him and it grew in him like a weed.

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