Page 55 of Psycho Shifters
Jax leaned further forward, and I stopped breathing altogether.
His long braids fell across my lap, and I shivered when his cold gold trinkets tickled my neck.
I followed the veins that trailed down his neck, across his impossibly wide shoulders, and along his arms.
I had forgotten he was shirtless. Clearly, I must have hit my head harder than I’d realized, because it was difficult to forget.
Unlike Ascher and Cobra, he wasn’t lean with sculpted abs. He was thick.
Everywhere, muscles bulged atop muscles. Hell, his pecs were probably bigger than my boobs.
Weirdly, I was into it.
The little gold barbells in his nipples twinkled invitingly, and I wondered if he would growl if I touched one. Before I could move my hand, his stubble scratched slowly against the side of my jaw.
Jax’s hot breath made my core spasm.
It had never done that before.
Warm chestnuts wrapped around me. I wanted to lick his neck to see if it would taste dark like chocolate-covered roasted chestnuts or sweet like the honeyed ones.
Suddenly, I had an overwhelming urge to reach forward and find out. For scientific purposes.
“I’ll be waiting for you in our room,” he whispered in my ear, his ridiculously deep voice making my core clench.
There wasn’t enough oxygen in the realm.
The burning spread to my groin, and my stomach turned over till I was queasy.
Maybe it was good that I was seeing the doctor?
I was unwell.
“Jax, we need to debrief the oligarchy on the breach.” Ascher stalked across the room to grab Jax. As he moved, every beta, man and woman, greedily drank in his colorful tattoos.
It was too bad he was a hothead and annoying.
Still, the queasiness got worse. I inspected my bitten fingernails and tried to ignore the alphas surrounding me.
I failed.
The side of my neck prickled. Beyond the edge of the curtain, Cobra smirked at me. He still had fucking snake eyes.
A strange zing bit at my shoulder. It was the same sensation I had felt in the woods when Cobra had wiped the fae gore off my shoulder.
Jax took a step back and reluctantly walked away with Ascher. Still, he kept glancing over at me, like he was afraid I was going to disappear into thin air.
Keeping my eyes on him, I ignored the urge to look down at myself. The zing sensation traveled across my collarbone, down my arm.
When the three alphas left the ward, I pulled up the sleeve of my sweatshirt and gasped.
A tiny black shadow snake traveled around my tan wrist in a circle. I touched my finger over it, and a little zip of electricity sparked. Then it slithered across my wrist, winding around my fingers.
The little guy was playing.
I had never been that into snakes, but I’d always wanted a pet. And the little guy was so tiny and cute it made me smile. Somehow, I could feel the snake’s happiness as it spun around my fingers.
Glad someone liked me. Apparently, I was desperate for affection.