Chapter 31
Roslyn had no time to react, her heart beating rapidly in her rib cage.
She hated how he made her feel. She hated how helpless and vulnerable she was with him.
She hated this bond.
And she just couldn't resist him. She couldn't bring herself to do so.
Her mate was a good kisser. Frustratingly so. His fingers tangled in her hair, and she arched her back to meet his lips.
His tongue dove into her mouth, sliding against hers masterfully, kissing her deeply, savoring every taste of her.
It felt like he was saying a thousand words with just his kisses and Roselyn could feel a shiver ripple through her as he drank from her.
They went on for minutes, which seemed like mere seconds, Roselyn pulling away slightly for air, chests heaving as she stared up at him.
"I don't like
