Mated To The King’s Gamma novel Chapter 86

Damian POV

I was livid, and I knew Gannon said he would get one of the guards to watch over them; / just didn’t expect it to be Liam. And why would she agree? And she was acting like it was no big deal, and I was the one overreacting? I stalk after her as she storms off toward our room, where I left Clarice to watch Hunter and Tyson.

“Tandi!” I called out to her, taking the steps two at a time as I tried to catch up with her. She ignored me, practically running from me, which only infuriated me more. This wasn’t the end of this conversation, I wasn’t done speaking to her yet, but she was ignoring me, which was really getting on my last damn nerve.

I wasn’t done with her yet. Tandi and I had more to hash out. I shouted behind her, “Where do you think you’re going?” She didn’t even turn around to respond and once again just kept walking,

“Away from your dumb ass, that’s where!” I jogged to catch up with her. For someone with short legs, she could move fast when angry. I grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Big mistake on my part. She looked like the devil himself as her furious eyes glared at me.

“What the fuck do you want, Damian? You already carved over Liam’s letter. You want me tattooed too with your face on my back!” she snaps at me.

“What are you expecting? Me to be okay that you fucked Liam? How do you think it makes me feel? Everyone has had their hands on you but me.” I retort, just as angry with her that she would go get drunk with one of the guards whom she fucked!

Her eyes were blazing and turning pitch black as she jabbed me in the chest with her finger, “You act like I had a choice; you think I wanted to be made a whore, that I enjoyed it? Maybe a few of them, but that’s beside the point. You are so unbelievable. Since you are so anxious for your turn, here is your chance!” she snarled at me.

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I just stood there, not knowing what to do or say. Tandi never had a choice in any of it. Before I could clean up, sticking my foot in my mouth, she grabbed both my hands, placing them on her boobs. –

“Is this what you want? You want to put your hands on me? Here you go. Well, what are you waiting for? You want me to be your whore don’t you?”

“Tandi, that’s not what I meant.” I tried to tell her

she just

gripped them tighter, holding them in place as she walked me backward.

“Yes, the fuck it was, so have at it then!”

I moved my hands from her breasts, making her even angrier. “You don’t get to throw that shit in my face and try to backpedal!” I snarled at her when she shoved me,

“I didn’t make you a fucking whore, so don’t put that shit on me!” I snap at her, and her eyes widen, and her lips part slightly in shock. It lasts all of two seconds before they narrow, and she growls as her canines slip out in her fury.

Tandi began pushing me on my chest, hard at that. When that didn’t work, she punched me. An involuntary growl escaped me, and I grabbed her. Tandi growls back and bites me below her name as she thrashes, trying to escape my grip.

“Fuck you, Damian!” She then headbutted me, causing me to loosen my hold. My forehead was throbbing, and I was unsure how she didn’t knock herself out because fuck that hurt and made me see black for a few seconds.

Regaining my senses only for her to jump me knocking me flat on my ass; I used my arms to block her. She was strong as hell for someone so small. I try to get up, only for her body to crash against mine, her legs lock around my waist, and I only just manage to remain standing as I catch her. I struggle with her as she attacks me, trying to restrain her.

She lets out a sound of annoyance when she tries to gain advantage on me when I feel her canines pierce my neck, marking me inadvertently. She popped her head up in shock at the realization of what she had done.

Before she could think of what she had done I grabbed the back of her head, kissing her forcefully. She bit my lip, drawing blood, kissing me back even harder. Her legs wrapped around my torso. She groans, mauling my mouth, and I press her against the stonework of the wall. My dick was at attention as I ripped her bottoms off halfway down as best | could while her legs were wrapped around me when someone cleared their throat, and I glanced in the direction the noise came from.

1. me.

“That is not where I want your mouth,” she says, and I chuckle, all too happy to oblige.