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.

and he pushed the knuckle of his index finger against my

As simple as that.

to ease all of my worries. It was the only thing I needed to hear

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

my words weren’t just me trying to convince myself but that they were fact. I could feel it in our connection, our bond. He was officially mine,

sent a thrill through me. Sparks danced across my skin, and I was overjoyed by the feeling. As his tongue touched mine, I grew increasingly wetter

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

gentle but grew more demanding with

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

my mark while his other hand slid around the dress

been so challenging to get into. Pulling it over my

you in it again.” He admitted, his body hunched forward to kiss and lick my chest before giving

my legs. My dress slid up my thighs, bunching at my hips as I

advantage of my loose straps and pulled the fabric under my breasts. My back arched as his

shoulders, I lifted myself higher to keep my

get a new dress,

breasts in his face and his black eyes boring into me with red swirling in

excitement. I was in his world now. It wasn’t the bedroom with toys or restraints where he was restricted to

rising to the surface, clearly pleased by my mark on his neck and that we were in his territory. It was like a wet dream come true. It was time for Beauty to meet the

as my clit slid against the bulge in his pants. I stepped back, smoothing

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

fists at his sides with excitement as he

and watching as he shivered as though he could feel it too. His eyes were still closed, but as I turned around, my white eyes met his glowing red ones over my shoulder just as I bent my hips, showing him my pussy. I could feel the wetness between my thighs, and as he moved up behind