“Onyx?” Iris whispered in awe of the golden stare and the strange heat breathing over her.
“Iris, my mate,” his voice was thick and guttural as he stared down at her. His fingers traced the mark. “So beautiful. My human is not the brightest bulb in the pack. He thinks you’re fragile and will break but I know different.”
She couldn’t look away from the beast staring at her through Jay’s eyes. They were the same but so different.
“Strong, resilient and brave.” Onyx kept speaking as his fingers trailed from the mark down to her n****e and then he tweaked it roughly. At her squeal he grunted, “you are not only Jay’s perfect mate Iris, but you are mine. I’m going to prove to you how you are meant to be with me. How this body, which houses your beautiful spirit, is meant to be mated by a drag
