Claiming Her Beasts (Claiming Her Beasts #1) - Dia Cole Page 0,35

around like a younger brother.

The two of them screwing didn’t make sense. What did make sense was that she was still under Javier’s compulsion and she’d jumped the first available male her age. It was a testament to her beauty and allure that not even the gay roommate could resist her.

I still wanted to kill him for touching what was mine, but I also knew he was part of her family unit and she’d be devastated at losing him.

This was lost on my beast who thrashed under my skin, trying to take control. Kill him! Mate her! Breathing hard, I fought to stay in control. I knew if I fully shifted, I’d end up murdering them both.

“More! More!” My dancer’s cries drew my attention to the bed where they writhed together. Her thighs were spread around that cocksucker's face as he licked and sucked her the way I longed to do.

Transfixed, I crouched down, watching him run his tongue along her plump lips with more enthusiasm than skill. The sight of her bare pussy gleaming with her lust and his saliva electrified me.

No doubt my bio readings were lit up like a fucking Christmas tree. Thank fuck my handler had gone MIA.

Groaning under my breath, I’d watched as my mate bucked against his mouth, digging her hands into the back of his head.

All at once, my murderous rage shifted into a desperate hunger. I dropped my hand to my throbbing cock. With her wild cries in my ears and the sweet scent of her lust burning my nostrils, I stroked myself.

The barbs along my shaft shredded the skin of my palm, but I welcomed the pain. It grounded me just enough to keep the beast at bay, and the blood acted as a lubricant. Shutting my eyes, I imagined I was thrusting into her hot, wet heat.

Pleasure blanked my mind as the coppery smell of my blood mixed with the scent of her passion.

Her cries increased in intensity until she gave one more keening wail.

I came with a muffled roar. Hot ribbons of blood and cum splattered the curtains as I pumped out my release. The moment I regained my senses, I cringed at the mess I’d made.

Fuck. I couldn’t even jack off without creating a crime scene. Cursing under my breath, I shifted my hand to a paw, at the same time moving the curtains aside to glimpse my mate. My claws shredded the fabric to ribbons.

Snarling, I shifted my paw into a fully healed human hand and peered through the tattered strips of cloth.

Although Reed was clearly inexperienced, my mate didn’t seem to care as she smiled up at him.

Envy raked over me.

I can’t touch her like he can. My claws would rip through her soft skin.

I can’t kiss her like he can. The poison dripping from my fangs would kill her.

I can’t mate her like he can. My barbed cock would shred her pussy.

As I watched her undress him, a forbidden thought flashed into my mind. Why not possess him?

I shook my head, rejecting the idea. Ghost had made me swear never to use that dark gift. He’d warned me the use of it would bring about my death, and only a fool ignored his prophesies.

And yet… Never had I been more tempted to use the abilities I’d discovered by accident. During one of my previous handler’s conditioning, aka torture, sessions, I’d literally had an out-of-body experience. I’d been in so much pain my consciousness had briefly escaped my body and flown into a human soldier sleeping in the barracks nearby. I’d possessed him long enough to stumble outside and stare at the full moon.

But my soul jump, as Ghost called it, made my biometrics go crazy, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by my prior handler. He'd sent me back to the lab for testing. The experiments I'd had to undergo there made my handler's conditioning sessions seem like a good time. I’d spent months in the lab and was lucky to make it out at all.

But no one is monitoring me now…

My mate’s angry shout tore me from my internal debate. With a jolt of surprise, I realized she was telling Reed to go, and the cocksucker was actually leaving.

Fuck. If he went away, so did my opportunity to be with her.

No!

Before I could consider the ramifications, I’d thrown back the curtain and revealed myself.

And here we are.

I wet my lips knowing I could order him to fuck her every which way from Sunday and he’d do