His lips devoured mine with a savagery I couldn't escape. My body betrayed me, responding to him in ways I had never experienced with Vincent. Every touch from Landon's large hands sent electricity shooting through my nerves. It was terrifying how my traitorous body reacted to him.
For years, I had known only pain and loneliness. My intimate moments with Vincent had been duty—never once had I felt this consuming fire that threatened to incinerate my resistance.
"Seraphina," Landon growled against my lips. "You will fucking take me now."
His words slashed through the haze of lust like a bucket of ice water. Command. Ownership. Disregard for my choice.
"No!" I shoved against his chest, panic rising in me. "I won't!"
His eyes turned black with rage, his massive body tensing above me.
"You lured me in," he snarled, lips pulled back to expose elongated canines. "You deliberately drugged my wine. Did you think I wouldn't detect it? The ancient aphrodisiac of the Dark Realm?"
