I’m about to take the seat next to him when he grabs my arm and hauls me onto his lap. “Kain!” I squeal, trying to keep my drink from spilling all over him. “What the hell?” “You smell so good, little flower,” Kain groans, ignoring my question as he nuzzles the side of my neck. “Good enough to eat.” I let out a hiss as his teeth dig in, trying not to notice the crowd staring at us. “Kain,” I whimper, shifting in his lap. “They’re watching us.” “Good.” His tongue lashes out. “I want them to see that you’re mine.”
Wtv u say😌
