Chapter 42. The Diagnosis

Jax’s POV

“Don’t hold those beautiful Dragon lips, baby. Let me hear you,” I demanded as I nestled myself over Talia’s lower abdomen and let my tongue run through the erogenous zones of her highly sensitive stomach. “I want every fucking creature out there to hear your fucking sounds and know that you are only fucking mine and no one can mess with what is mine,” I possessively declared and just with that, Talia could not stop whimpering and moaning once she let her Dragon mouth loose.

“Where did those fuckers hurt you, huh? Did they touch you? I swear I will haunt their ghosts and bodies in the next lifetime if they managed to break even a single ounce of your skin,” I spoke through gritted teeth as irrational possessiveness and fury overtook my senses.

The mere thought of the motherfuckers touching my mate with their impure paws made my blood boil over and over again and before I knew it, I was wildly and insanely lapping my tongue all over her body to get