“…Claim me,” she purred.
That was enough to set his feral instincts into action.
In seconds, Fallon leaped across the room, pinning her to the cabinet with his hand around her throat. To her surprise, there was no fear there, just pure, unadulterated lust and desire.
As his hand gripped her throat, he raised his hand, extending his claw. With one swipe, he sliced her silk thong, ripping it from her body.
With a gasp, Anna’s eyes went wide.
“Open your f*****g legs. I want to see that p***y dripping wet for me.”
“Fallon…”
“I said open those legs or I’ll do it for you.”
Opening wide for him, he licked his lips before he raised her legs over his shoulder. He didn’t even wait another second before he buried his face between her legs, licking up every ounce of her wetness clean.
“f**k
