“Don’t. Fucking. Run,” he growls in her ear before nipping it. His teeth are sharp. They pierce through her skin like it’s butter and he sucks at the blood that trickles from her lobe, groaning. His hips press into hers. His erection so hard it could burst through his jeans. She’s parting her legs for him. Denim and cotton stand between them and nothing else. He’ll fuck her before he eats her.
