Chapter 43

She rises.

I smile as I reach for the back of her neck and pull her toward me. The second our mouths meet, it’s a fucking detonation.

My lips move over hers with slow intent, and then I’m consuming her—biting, tasting, owning. Her mouth parts, and the groan that slips from her throat rattles straight through me. I kiss her deeper, harder, until there’s no air between us, no space for doubt or fear