-Logan-
Her blood tickled my tongue while Isaac was pounding inside my mind, or should I say his mind, seeing as I took over his body. I was so close to marking her, I could feel it on the tip of my canines.
Our mate squirmed beneath me, her climax reaching higher and milking my pumping cock.
I knew Isaac’s fears because they were the same as my own. However, he had to have some faith in me. He believed I had no self-control, and maybe I didn’t have any, but I would never harm our mate—our goddess.
Her pulse weakened, and my canines retreated, healing the wound I had created. Not wanting to take away her choice.
Her body trembled, and I turned us.
“Ride me, little bird,” I dared, holding her hips firmly in my grip, scratching her skin with my claws while I watched the blood trickle down her breast.
Keeping my urges at bay when that drop of blood strayed further down and let the pleasure her cunt brought me give me the strength to force Isaac back.