TIARA THORNELLS
My eyes widened as he suddenly pulled me down to the bed, his lips crashing against mine. A possessive kiss that stole my breath. The moment I parted my mouth even slightly, he devoured me, kissing me with an almost desperate hunger. He reached for my hands, pinning them above my head against the soft mattress, his long fingers locking tightly around mine.
I could feel the sharp, subtle pressure of his fangs grazing my lower and upper lips, a controlled restraint that sent shivers down my spine. A wave of heat surged through my body, intensifying as his lips trailed down my neck. I bit my lip hard, desperately trying to suppress a moan that threatened to escape. The last thing I needed was for anyone outside the closed door to hear us.
Zatan was nipping at the skin of my
