"Aww—f**k—" Orion’s pained groan tore through the quiet of the room as Freya’s teeth sank into his lower lip, sharp enough to sting but not enough to draw blood.
The sharp burst of pain melted into a throbbing heat as she soothed the bite with a slow, deliberate lick, her dark eyes locked onto his with a possessiveness that sent a shiver down his spine.
"Hmmm…" A low, sinful hum vibrated against his skin as she dragged the tip of her tongue along the strong line of his jaw, tracing the edge before catching his earlobe between her teeth. Her nibbles were teasing at first—gentle, almost playful—but the scrape of her teeth sent a jolt of electricity straight to his core.
"Ahh! Freya—" His growl was raw, primal, when her teeth found his shoulder, biting down hard enough to leave a mark
