A nervous laugh left Sienna's lips. "Bite! Am I an animal?" She pushed at his hard chest, "I will do no such thing Elias. Now let me go."
His grip remained in place, firm holding her where she was. As she struggled, her lips brushed over his skin. "So you can kiss my neck but can't bite me?"
Sienna made her own little growl. How had she kissed his neck? He was the one holding her face so close to his neck that she could barely move her lips without brushing them over his skin! It was very inappropriate.
And why did he taste like sea salt and cherries?
"Now you are licking me!" Elias chuckled.
Sienna's eyes widened. She tried to push him away, but failed again. The beast man was like a brick wall. What did he eat to even become this strong? In a moment of irrational decision making, she chomped down on his neck, biting with the hunger of a starved wolf in the wild.
Elias moaned. His fingers moved of their own accord, carding through her hair. "Harder," he urged.
