Chapter 34: Patro Zolotov
"No..." Eve breathed out.
Malakai stared at her very thick long dark lashes. How come he’d never noticed for a while now? She didn’t wear glasses anymore, and she most definitely had medicated contacts in, because the contacts, while they were the color of her eyes, weren’t perfectly the right shade. It was rather a bit darker, compared to her eyes which were almost bright amber.
"What?" She blinked at him.
The man shook his head. "One more time," he said, gripping her waist and adjusting her stance. He dropped his chin on her shoulder, and while Eve concentrated on making the shot this time without him cupping her hands, Malakai glanced at her mating gland.
Patro’s mark was gone.
His hand came at the back of her neck and his thumb proceeded to graze the nape of her neck before shifting towards the mating gland.
Eve shivered at the touch, but she stayed still. If there was any indication that she wanted him to mark her, it was the sudden spread of her pheromones.
Malakai dropped his eyes shut for a second, lowering his head to breathe. No omega’s pheromones had ever had this sort of effect on him. His head almost felt clouded and for a second, he felt as if he was drunk—as if he’d gotten a whiff of an aphrodisiac.
The next second he opened his eyes, they were no longer golden, but entirely black, and Eve who was breathing heavily, flickered her lashes, the gun slipping out of her hand to the ground.
Her fingers gripped the hand that was at her waist and she breathed out at the tingles against her mating gland.
Malakai licked against his elongated canines and grazed against the skin of her mating gland. He was just about to bite in, but—
"Mr. Basti—oh!" Yuri spun around immediately to have his back facing them.