Chapter 213

Christina's POV For a second, Hudson just hovered over me, his eyes burning with desire. I stared up at him, lips swollen, breathing hard. He stared back, something wild and possessive flickering in his gaze. "Lycaon wants to mark you," he growled, voice rough. The words made me shiver. Then he dipped his head, pressing kisses along my jaw, down my neck, over the sensitive spot above my collarbone. His mouth left a trail of heat everywhere it touched. He pulled back just enough for me to see his pupils had blown wide, the blue of his eyes barely visible around the black. He pressed his thumb to the side of my neck, right where my pulse was going crazy. Then he dragged it lower, tracing the edge of my shirt, never breaking eye contact. When he leaned down and bit my collarbone—not gently—I jerked. "Ow," I complained, though the sharp pain quickly turned into something else entirely. He pulled back just enough to breathe against my skin, his forehead resting against my throat. His chest