Chapter 36: Dog Tag

"Yes, but no biting." She knew she should make more conditions, but with him kissing her, his hands roaming over her body, her mind stopped functioning. Who knew she could be like this. She forced herself to lean back and glare at him. "No biting," she insisted.

"No need for biting," he said and she relaxed. "Yet."

Natalie scrambled back from him. "What does that mean? Do you plan on biting me again once every week or something?"

"Not a week, maybe a few years," he said, as if it was normal to bite a woman every now and then when he felt like it.

"You're not biting me every few years. I refuse."

"I will bite you."

"Why? What purpose does it serve?"

"It is custom to my people. A warrior bites his breeder every few years," he said, while looking her straight in the eye. His voice sounded sincere but he had to be lying to her. Some sixth sense vibrated in her body, warning her that he was only playing games with her.

"Why?"

"It keeps you healthy."