Chapter 13 Not Yours

• "Yes, I think the sooner, the better. When we return to my villa and I fuck you, you will enjoy it and accept me as your mate," Eddison laughed villainously, lightly grazing his human teeth against her skin and then teasingly nipping at her wrist. Alinta desperately tried to fight the drug with all her might, while Angela, completely feral, snarled and barked like a mad animal. She anxiously tried to reach Alinta and take control, but this strange poison would not allow it.
• "It will be quick," he said, his eyes glowing an almost eerie yellow. His teeth elongated and sharpened as he carefully positioned her timid wrist between his jaws. Just as he was about to clamp down, Eddison hesitated, releasing her hand and letting it dangle at her side. He then lifted her head against his chest, tilting her face upwards to look at him. The poison had fully taken hold of Alinta, and Eddison revelled in seeing her so helpless in his arms.
• "Perhaps I'm being a bit too hasty, aren't I? After all, marking is practically unheard of these days." Eddison tenderly brushed his thumb across her cheeks and lips, contemplating what he should do. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her. He carefully managed to force her mouth open and began to stroke her tongue with his. Alinta released incoherent sounds of protest through her nose, but Eddison was too much under a spell to take note. He became voracious and started to leave a trail of aggressive kisses down her neck while groping hard at her limp body. "By the Divinity, you are fucking delectable!" He breathed hungrily.