---- Why wasnt I surprised that hed think of something so aggressive? Now, what did he plan to do with it? I found out soon enough.
The fist in my hair tightened, dominant and relentless, pulling me back against him, my head resting vulnerably on his shoulder.
I turned my face to the side, tracing the masculine line of his jaw with my eyes.
P've done what you asked.
Now, what do you plan to do with that weapon? I whispered firmly, not an ounce of fear in my voice.
He tilted his head, and for the first time, we looked at each other this closelythat golden, exotic, bewitching eye that, as always, stared at me ravenously.
So many storms inside him, so many promises.
His cruel, thin lips hovered just centimeters from mine, our breaths mingling, ragged and excited.
I tried to turn toward the side covered by the mask, but Silas controlled my movements mercilessly.
The tug forced my head to the side, and he buried his face in the crook of my neck, panting against my skin, holding himself back.
He wouldnt let me look at him; I knew he thought he was a monster, that I'd be disgusted.
Mmmm...
L opened my mouth to speak, but only a moan escaped my throat.
---- The daggers tip began gliding over the exposed portion of my skin.
It was made of ice, but it could still kill under his command.
Slowly, it dragged across my skin like a venomous snake under his, control.
T gripped the edge of the tub when he started sliding it up my right arm; | arched, biting my lower lip when it reached my breast.
The sharp point traced around my nipple again and again, slow and torturous, a deadly dance.
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He turned it to the flat edge and began running it up and down, playing with the hardened nub.
His hot tongue licked the shell of my ear, slipping in and out, sucking, groaning hoarsely and excitedly right in my ear.
My chest rose and fell faster and faster; the dagger stopped teasing my breast and slid upward over my goosebumped skinbetween the curves, across my sternum, to my collarbone.
My heart pounded wildly, breaths spilling from my mouth in quick gasps as the ice tip brushed my carotid.
He only needed to press a little harder, and this body could bleed out in seconds.
Twas a witch, not immortal or indestructible.
Yet, I did nothing to stop himI just exposed myself, surrendered to his hands, gave him the control he was silently begging for.
---- T cant explain why.
I cant understand the reasons.
go beautiful, a strange, hoarse voice whispered in my ear.
The thick darkness of his magic seeped through my pores, making me tremble, hovering above the water and diving deep into my bath.
I knew he was losing his mind over my submission, that allowing this was driving him insane with pleasure, pushing him to the edge of twisted ecstasyour madness resonating together.
Through Electras eyes, I stared at the ceiling full of paintings, my lips gasping, as the frozen tip climbed higher and higher, inch by inch, up my neck, over my jaw, my chin, and finally caressed my mouth.
At the same time, lustful kisses, possessive sucks, and deep bites assaulted my skin.
Heat and cold, danger and sex, desire, passion, and darkness.
Change the shape again, he moaned in my ear, and I felt like his slave.
lifted my trembling hand and pressed it over his.
The ice dagger morphed into a shape far too suggestive.
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