Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem)
Nera growled softly, her hackles rising as she positioned herself protectively in front of me.
Astaroth's composure cracked ever so slightly.
"Enough delays!" he snapped, reaching out to grab my arm.
"Don't touch me!" Instinctively, I yanked my arm back. Before I could react further, Nera lunged between us, her massive jaws snapping shut around Astaroth's forearm. He let out a roar of pain as her teeth sank deep into his flesh. Black blood oozed from the wound, sizzling as it hit the ground and eating into the stone like acid.