Page 93 of Psycho Shifters

The sensation of my nails slicing through the hardwood sent a shiver of satisfaction down my furry spine. My tail whipped back and forth with excitement as I cornered my prey.

“Um, the princess is ruining the floors,” Ascher said dryly, but I stared down Jax.

The big bastard held himself completely still and looked down at me. His gold jewelry glinted in the firelight and refracted pieces of light across the room.

Shiny.

He was so big that I wanted to wrap my maw around his bicep and gnaw. He looked chewy.

“Little girl thinks she can handle Jax’s bear?” Cobra’s silky voice taunted me, and I lunged at him.

Cobra had been slowly inching closer from my side, and I had been tracking his movements in my peripheral vision.

Now my furry body slammed into his frame and tackled him onto his bed. Instead of screaming in fright, or at least trying to get away, the beautiful man laughed underneath me, like we were playing.

“Little kitty’s so dramatic,” Cobra drawled between bouts of laughter.

From his tone and manic chuckles, it was clear he thought he was the only one who could handle Jax’s beast form.

Bastard thought he was more dominant than me—I would show him.

I bared my fangs and placed them around his warm neck. Holding him lightly, I let my fangs gently pinch the skin. If he moved a bit, my razor-sharp teeth would kill him.

Little zaps started wiggling across my face and down my body. I recognized the sensation. Cobra had unleashed his shadow snakes.

“Sadie, release Cobra! Cobra, pull back your snakes!” Jax alpha-barked at both of us, but I fought the compulsion. So did Cobra. The snakes moved faster across my fur.

Cobra wasn’t letting up, and neither was I.

A massive arm wrapped around my throat and began to exert pressure. Flexing my thick neck, I easily countered the pressure and held my ground.

Cobra’s body jerked beneath me, as if someone was trying to pull him free.

“Remember this moment, little girl,” Cobra whispered with his silky voice.

The zinging sensation changed until it felt like thousands of needles were scraping against me; it was Cobra’s shadow snakes.

From the prickles across my skin, their lethal fangs were bared, and they were slowly dragging them across my skin.

He wouldn’t.

Gently, I exerted pressure against Cobra’s neck, until warm blood flooded my mouth. Reaching out my tongue, I slowly lapped it across his Adam’s apple and consumed every drop.

The pungent taste was like an aphrodisiac. Trace amounts of Jax’s warm chestnuts were on his frosty skin. The flavor was divine.

Cobra’s large body jerked beneath me, but the moan that escaped his lips wasn’t a sound of pain.

If I could smirk in tiger form, I would have. I was the more dominant alpha. He was putty beneath me.

Abruptly, bursts of pain exploded over every inch of my body.

Lethargy shot through me, and I struggled to exert pressure against his neck and keep my eyes open. Pain snaked through me, and I fought the urge to sleep.

The bastard had bitten me with his snakes.

Falling away from Cobra on shaky legs, I detached myself from the pile of alphas and stumbled toward the bathroom.

Ascher and Jax roared at Cobra, and there were heavy thumps as men were tossed against the wall.