Azlynn’s P.O.V.

Xavion’s sharp canines pierced through my sensitive skin at the base of my neck, breaking my collarbone with a crack. I shuddered into his hold as he held me tightly, letting his venom injected into my bloodstream.

It all happened so suddenly that I didn’t even get a moment to react or protest. Xavion’s iron grip was unbreakable. He didn’t let me move, completing the mark on my neck.

My muffled screams died down slowly as the warm tingling sensations erupted, responding to the touch of his warm lips replaced by his canines. Setting my flesh on fire, he covered the bite mark with his saliva, licking the...