Meadow’s POV:
And just like that, I lost all coherent thought.
I couldn’t move.
I couldn’t breathe.
Alaric’s words echoed in my ears like a promise.
And even worse? He didn’t even give me a moment to second-guess it.
Wait—” I gasped as his strong arms gripped my waist, lifting me off the ground like I weighed nothing. My thighs brushed the cool edge of the marble counter as he settled me onto it like I belonged there.
My core throbbed nonstop, my heart pounding hard against my ribcage as Alaric drew lazy circles on my thighs. He was distractingly hot.
I swallowed hard, my palms pressed flat against the countertop as I tried to catch my breath. “Alaric…”
I lost my train of thought as he leaned in, his lips moving lightly over the skin of my jaw and neck. Alaric kissed me everywhere
