He pressed her up against the corner of the shower and before she knew what was happening, he’d lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

This wasn’t just a kiss.

The hardness of his cock was right against her pussy.

She couldn’t seem to stop. Even as she wanted to push him away, she couldn’t because she loved feeling him surround her.

“So fucking good,” he said, breaking from her lips to trail his down to her neck. When his teeth nipped into her flesh, she moaned and then screamed.

“Get off.”

“Mabel.”

“Get the fuck off.” She started to thrash in his arms. Anger consumed her, replacing the lust.

“Wait, wait, don’t hurt yourself. I’m getting off. Please, Mabel,” he said.

She stopped struggling against him.

Lucas climbed out of the shower and then helped her to her feet. She grabbed the towel and hobbled past him, going to her bedroom, being careful not to put too much pressure on her injured foot.

“What the hell, Mabel?”

She spun toward him. “What the hell? I felt what you were doing. That’s not what I want.”

“What?”

“Your teeth! On my neck. You think I don’t know what that means? I’m not going to be mated to you.” She started to pant, the anger taking her by surprise.

“You think that was what I was doing?”

“You used your teeth.”

“Fuck, Mabel! Your neck is a zone known to turn women on. I was trying to make you feel good.”

“You expect me to believe that?”

“Yes.”

“You’re the one who brought us here.”

“Because you didn’t give me a chance. We’ve been over this, and I’m not going to repeat myself. When it’s time to claim you, you’re going to be riding my dick, and you’ll be marking me at the same time. I don’t have to manipulate you, and quite frankly, I’m insulted, but what do I expect? You’re a fucking virgin with no experience and no way of understanding that I was doing something to make you feel good.” Lucas shook his head.

“Where are you going?” she asked as he moved toward the door.

“I’m going for a run and giving you whatever space you need. I will never take that out of your hands. When we mate, Mabel, and we will, you’re going to be willing, and better yet, you’re going to be begging me for it. I’m many things, but taking your choice away—I’m not like that.”

He slammed the door closed and she collapsed against the wall, sliding down until she hit the ground. She’d messed up.

Her hand went to her neck. She’d enjoyed his kisses so much, but when his teeth had grazed across her skin, she’d been so certain he intended to take what she wasn’t willing to give.