“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He gripped her chin and tugged so she fell sideways into him. “You’re what’s fucking wrong with me.” “I haven’t done anything,” she hissed and felt the scrape of his teeth on her cheek before he sucked her earlobe into his mouth and bit. “Roth!” He lashed her ear with his tongue, then growled, “You don’t need to do anything. Now, stop giving me lip before we join the club in front of everyone. I don’t care who sees.”
