Please note this chapter has mature themes, and references to violence (including s****l abuse) against women.
I nod and his eyes flash yellow. Ward's teeth push past the barrier of flesh on my shoulder and I muffle my scream with one of my fists shoved in my mouth. The other hand digs into Ward's shoulder, nails biting into his flesh. He groans, but doesn't move. His tongue pulses against my wound and my hand spasms as I feel the flesh part and his tongue delve within. A muffled shriek makes it past my hand and Ward looks up at me, blood coloring his lips.
“I'm sorry Kennice, I had to make it deep. He murmurs and then his lips are latched back around the wound and I'm beating my heels into the ground, trying to buck him off. I just want the pain to end, and the sting of his saliva as it
