[IRIS POV]
The second those words left my lips, Caius's lips came crashing down, ever so determined to seal those words in my throat and prevent them from ever seeing the light of day. He forced me further into the house, his lips moving expertly against mine.
I raised my hands to push against his chest, but he easily overpowered me in strength, closing the distance between us. One of his hands cupped the back of my head, while the other held me by my neck.
My body stiffened at first, but melted almost immediately—unwillingly—against his touch.
Every second we stayed in contact was a second more where my body felt as though it had caught on fire in the most delicious way. It was a sinful lick of the flames. Caius pried my lips open, and his tongue slipped in and sought mine, causing me to moan against his touch.
