The Taste of Control

CALLIOPE POV

The millisecond my lips crash over Draven’s mouth, raw electricity detonates between us. Sparks ignite across every inch of my skin, rushing through my veins like liquid fire. My breath hitches in my throat. Logic fractures and scatters into dust. What am I doing? The rational question echoes in the back of my mind, but I ignore the blaring warning. I take another step forward. I era