ra

of the upper tunnels, but the low, rumbl

had flipped a switch deep inside his virus-riddled brain.

pupils were completely blown out, turning his eyes into pools

him felt thick, suffocating. I to

ovement tri

en l

me, driving me backward until my spine hit t

oo

ose gravel and dust rained down on my hair. He had me completely caged. His enormous b

ressively into the crook of my neck. He in

he lingering, crisp scent of Cassian's cologne

violently. He let out a furious, de

ark red tongue, covered in rough, sandpaper-like barbs, l

gged a wire brush over my flesh. I gasped, my hands flyi

nto hot, indignant rage. I was not a piece of pro

s like trying to push a boulder up a

y shoulder and began to violently rub his face against my cheek, my ne

f me, replacing it with the overwhelming, musk

t once. It flooded my lungs, making my head spin and my

e pain of the scraping scales, and the utter humiliation of being treated like a mark

flicked out and

e salt. He t

ovements slam

the crimson in his eyes swirl, a brutal war between his f

wered his head and gently, clumsily nudged my cheek with his soft nose. It

heaving, gulping in air. My heart pound

ly clamped his fangs around the collar of

ive head, he ripped the thick

iii

the shredded rags into the darkness. He had destroy

thing but my thin white undershirt. The damp, fr

of absolute satisfaction. His scent n

ut this time, he pressed his hard, s

istance between us was zero. The air crackled with a thick, dange

sound came from deep within his chest, like rocks crushing against each other. It w

n shock as his ja

as spoken in the oldest, most ancient dialect of the Vor

the meaning, sending a violent

in