The Beast And The Blessed

Forty-Three: Joselin

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.

he pushed the knuckle of his index finger against my chin to make

As simple as that.

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

touch burning through the small holes in the design

weren't just me trying to convince myself but that they were fact. I could feel it

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

and intimate ceremony had been romantic, but the feeling in my gut was anything but. My need for Tobias was stronger than ever before,

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

my neck, my head tipped back. The moon above us had continued its travels across the sky as

left open-mouthed kisses on my mark while

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

to kiss and lick my chest

dress slid up my thighs, bunching at my hips as I laced my fingers in his

cry went unheard as he took advantage of my loose straps and pulled the fabric

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

in response to my offer to get a new

in his face and his black eyes boring into me with red swirling in their depths. A shiver

to the elements, but instead, it was excitement. I was in his world now. It wasn't the bedroom with

his beast 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

against the bulge in his pants. I stepped back, smoothing the

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

nostrils flared, and I eyed his fists at his

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