Warning: Mature content ahead!
Rhett raised an eyebrow, an amused smile on his face, "My turn for what?"
I bared my teeth at him, grazing it gently down his neck. However, he shoved me away gently before I could actually do anything.
"Woah, now slow down there my Omega." He cooed like he was talking to a child.
I frowned. Don't tell me Rhett was going to reject my advances. Heck no! I was finally loosening up for some reason and wouldn't allow anything to ruin the moment... even my own mate.
I was about to protest when Rhett explained himself, a bit more calmly this time.
"Your teeth." He pointed out. "Sorry, but I can't let you give me a hickey when they're like... well, THAT."
I felt my brows crease into a fine line as I touched my teeth. "Ouch." I yelped when my fingers got pricked by something sharp. By my teeth! They'd been replaced by wolf fangs, and I'd almost given Rhett a hickey with them.
Moon goddess, have mercy!
