Killian’s shadow loomed over her as he planted his hands on either side of Isabella’s body, trapping her in place. She leaned back, trying to create space, but the back of her head hit the ground. She winced, and his eyes darkened with concern.
“Isabella…” His voice was low as he leaned closer, and just as she lifted her head, their lips brushed — accidentally, yet the spark was instant and undeniable. Isabella gasped, her eyes widening.
Killian’s control wavered as he felt her breathing quicken, each reaction to his breath, his touch, and his kiss driving his wolf into a frenzy.
His hand threaded through her long, golden-blonde curls, tilting her head to the angle he wanted. His lips brushed the fine line of her jaw, trailed to her chin, then moved slowly down the curve of her neck. Wh
