I push off his chest. “What? I need to get the other side!” He laughs.
“Now I know you’re f*****g with me! Let me go!” I grind out through clenched teeth. Regan laughs.
“You’re like restraining a child!” He mocks as I thrash, suddenly becoming claustrophobic in his powerful embrace. Panicking, I lash out harder, but he just laughs like he thinks it’s funny while I’m on the verge of tears. So I bite him.
Hard.
So hard I can taste his blood in my mouth and it coats my tongue. He shoves me away, but I don’t let go, my teeth embedded in his pec.
“Human, I am warning you! Let go!” I bite down harder and he groans then growls.
“Not f*****g nice, is it?” I speak with a mouthful of him between my blunt teeth. Yet the longer I hang onto him, the more of his blood I swallow. The room changes
