Oh, he was asking for it.
Without breaking eye contact, I rose onto my knees, grabbed his shoulder with both hands, leaned in, and sank my teeth into the thick muscle between his neck and collarbone with all the force my bratty little jaw could muster.
“Ouch,” Damon growled, flinching slightly as I bit down hard enough to leave a very real imprint. His body tensed, but he didn’t push me away. If anything, his grip on my waist tightened like he liked it.
I didn’t stop immediately. I held my bite like it was a personal statement. Like I was stamping my Omega rage onto his perfect Alpha flesh. I only released him when I was satisfied, licking the red mark with smug pride before leaning back and crossing my arms.
“That’s what you get,” I said, lifting my chin. “That’s for ruining my senior year, for saying I’m too swollen to go to school, and for making me cry like five times this morning. Oh, and for not letting me make my own decisions”
He stared at me, dead silent, like he couldn’t believe I actually did it. Then his eyes slowly dropped to his shoulder, where the shape of my teeth was now glowing red against his skin.
“You just fucking marked me,” he muttered, dragging his hand down his jaw, clearly trying not to smirk. “You bit me like a little wildcat.”
“I did,” I said proudly, still straddling his lap like the menace I was. “And I’d do it again. Maybe harder.”
Before I could blink, Damon’s hands locked around my hips, yanking me forward so abruptly I gasped and grabbed his shoulders for balance. I was now fully pressed against him, his cock thick and hard beneath me, his chest rising with every sharp breath.
“You little menace,” he growled, fingers digging into my ass like he was ready to flip me over and teach me a lesson for being mouthy. “You really think I won’t fuck you stupid for that?”
“You threatened me first,” I shot back, squirming in his lap even though my entire body was already vibrating with need again. “And you’ve been acting like a dictator all morning, Damon. You deserved it.”
His eyes darkened as they dropped to my chest, where my breasts were still flushed and sensitive, nipples leaking little droplets onto my skin. He didn’t look away. He didn’t blink. He licked his lips slowly, and then met my gaze again like he could smell exactly how wet I already was.
“You’re leaking,” he said, voice raspier now. “Again.”
“Because I’m mad,” I snapped, trying not to blush. “And aroused. And very emotionally overwhelmed. And I will not apologize for it.”
“You bit me.”
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