C29 Beneath the Fangs

29. Beneath the Fangs

BELLE

In what felt like less than a second, I was lying flat on my back on a bed in one of the bedrooms, looking up at my mate on top of me.

I didn’t even have time to process before his hands were ripping my panties from my legs and launching them across the room, then shoving the skirt of my waitress uniform up around my waist