24. In His Eyes

~ KATALEYA ~

Before he can even react, I have broken free from my binding. The black tendril shrivels up from the intense power of my aura as I tangle my fingers into his hair and tug his head to the side.

I’m sorry for doing this without your vocal consent, Enrique. My canines elongate and, not wasting even a second, I sink my teeth into his neck.

I have dreamt of marking Enrique in a million different scenarios, as we made love, as we promise ourselves to one another, on a Blood Moon, on the beach… even after a small argument, but never in a thousand years did I think it would be like this.

Azarakh’s enraged roar almost splits my eardrums, but I keep exuding power.

A wave of darkness pushes against me, mixed with rage. Followed by white-hot pain that rushes through me as his claws, both his natural ones and those of the bionic hand, cut deep into me causing splintering pain to dig deep into my flesh. But I do not move back, not caring that I’m bleeding or that he has his fingers full