The Blessed And The Beast

Joselin’s P.O.V.

I did.

I just fucking bit him like an animal, and as I licked my lips of his blood, I wanted to do it again. There was something so hot, so primal about seeing my bite on his neck. Not knowing if it would stay as his mark on me had or if I would have to do it again and again had me pressing my thighs together.

“Yes,” I whispered, feeling a drop of his blood fall from my chin and land on the white lace of my dress over my breasts.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any sexier.” He mumbled, rubbing his thumb along my chin and the mess I was sure was there. “You marked me.

How…”

The amazement in his voice seemed to match what I was feeling because I didn’t think either of us believed it would be possible. Only a wolf or Lycan had ever marked their mate. I had never heard of any other species having that option. Then again, I also believed that male witches weren’t possible until one popped up out of the blue.

There were so many things that I didn’t know about the world, and the more I learned, the more excited it made me.

“You should go to the healers.” The words felt like poison coming out of my mouth.

The healers were incredible; they had cared for me so many times, most recently to heal my broken ribs after our little excursion to Rona’s house. Their magic was unique and strong, something worthy of being protected.

Tobias let out a growl, his hands gripping my hips firmly to keep me in front of him as I attempted to step away. Even under the light of the full moon, he looked dark and feral. So dangerous and sexy that it almost hurt to look at him.

“I just mean so they can see if it is real or if I just bit my mate like a fucking cannibal.” The taste of his blood in my mouth made me feel uneasy the longer it was there.

While I was proud of the mark on his neck, the feeling conflicted with my natural instinct to be disturbed by what I had just done.

rolled back, and he pushed the knuckle of his index finger against my chin to make me look up at him.” Whether it heals

As simple as that.

thing I needed to hear for my

hand around to my lower back, the heat from his touch burning through the small holes in the design of my dress and scorching my

weren’t just me trying to convince myself but that they were fact. I could feel it in our connection, our

me. Sparks danced across my skin, and I was overjoyed by the

feeling in my gut was anything but. My need for Tobias was stronger than ever before, and I felt like I would

strap on my shoulder, letting it fall onto my arm. His touch was loving and gentle but grew more demanding with each

his lips trailed down my neck, my head tipped back. The moon above us had continued

left open-mouthed kisses on my mark while his other hand slid around the dress slowly,

had been so challenging to get into. Pulling it over my curved without ripping

forward to kiss and lick my chest before giving up and grabbing my ass so he could stand tall

legs. My dress slid up my thighs, bunching

and pulled the fabric under my breasts. My back arched as his hot mouth closed over one of

hands on his shoulders, I lifted myself higher to keep my chest in his face as he sucked and nibbled

to my offer to get a new dress, even though it was really

black eyes boring into me with red

were exposed to the elements, but instead, it was excitement. I was in his world now.

we were in his territory. It was like a wet dream come true. It was time for Beauty to meet the

his pants. I stepped back, smoothing the fabric around my hips until it was neatly folded over my stomach, giving Tobias

and play?’ My breasts were still on display, and I reached up, cupping them in my palms and pinching my nipples

fists at his sides with excitement as

still closed, but as I turned around, my white eyes met his glowing red ones over my shoulder just as I bent my hips,