“Mine,” he snarled savagely while he stared into my eyes and pushed his fingers into my mouth. I bit down and clamped tight around his fingers. There was a curl of his lip as those blue eyes bored into mine. Slowly I opened and gave him enough leeway to pull the half-chewed meat from my mouth and place it into his. He slowly straightened, chewed, and swallowed as he looked down to where my skirt had ridden high in the scuffle and exposed the lace tops of my stockings.
