Chapter 445: A Promise for Tomorrow.
"Ugh!?"
Blood dripped down his fingertips as the atmosphere in the room collapsed. Big Bear’s gaze focused on Nikolai, but he didn’t move. Meanwhile, the woman sat on his lap, quivered, the moment his claws sank into her flesh, her eyes beamed golden.
Her sweet groan of pain sent a jolt of pleasure, a thrilling tingle that made Nikolai’s shaft swell further in the woman’s hand.
He wanted to push her down and tear out her neck.
This wasn’t some sweet romance or courting ritual, because he could smell it, the sheer hatred she had for him. And if he let his guard down for a second, she must just be the one to bite his jugular.
Her reaction came swiftly, gripping his shaft tight, she sank her nails into his thighs as the growing mass spread her hand open.
Her lips brushed his ear as she snapped her teeth together.
A soft click.
A test?
Nikolai didn’t jerk away. He let the sound fold into the whiskey heat in his chest and the low, mean buzz that had been living behind his eyes ever since the alley. Her pulse beat against his fingers where they sank into the back of her neck; strong, quick, not afraid so much as thrilled.
"Quite a wild one aren’t you, young man," she breathed.
"Keep talking." His voice came out rougher than he intended. "I like hearing what I’m going to silence later."