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.

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

As simple as that.

the only thing I needed to hear for

my lower back, the heat from his touch burning through the small holes in

trying to convince myself but that they were fact. I could feel it in our connection, our bond. He

across my skin, and I was overjoyed

and intimate ceremony had been romantic, but the feeling in my gut was anything but. My need for

but grew more demanding with each passing second. The breeze around us settled, and for the first time, I felt

The moon above us

moaned as he left open-mouthed kisses on my mark while his other

so challenging to get into. Pulling

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

dress slid up my

one!" My cry went unheard as he took advantage of my loose straps and pulled the fabric under my breasts. My back arched as his hot mouth closed over one

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

get a new dress, even though

into me with red swirling in their depths. A shiver went down

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

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

and I moaned as my clit slid against the bulge in his pants. I stepped back, smoothing the fabric around my hips until it was neatly folded over

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

eyed his fists at his sides with excitement as he

finger over my mark 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 me, I let out an uneven breath