EIGHTY-FIVE

MAVERICK POV

At that, she starts to struggle again. I smile as I watch and feel her body move underneath me. I put the lid back on the smelling salts and drop them carefully to the floor. I then run my hands and claws over her struggling body, realising for the first time that she is missing her dress. She freezes again as one of my claws makes a small cut in between her breasts.

I smile as I see the blood well; I skim one of my hands back up her body as I lean forward; I used the other one to move the bandana just a little so I can run my tongue over the cut, sealing it and getting a taste of her at the same time, causing her to shiver underneath me. I sit up again and look over at the door to find that H has disappeared with Charlotte.

Scarlett seems to notice at the same time I do and she starts to struggle again. This time she actually tried to get me off of her by kicking out her legs and then bucking her hips, she succeeded in throwing me to the floor as I wasn't expecting it bu