Her hands were on his black leather jacket, nearly ripping it off of him. She tossed it aside and Hyakuhei heard it hit the back of the sofa before falling to the floor. His shirt didn’t last long as she ripped it open, sending buttons flying everywhere. He had a feeling he was going to need new clothing for years to come for he did not intend to let her go.
“I want you,” Kyoko urged against his lips then forcefully pushed him away as if rejecting him.
He stood to his full height as a wicked fire began to burn behind eyes of darkness. “It’s too late… you’re mine now.” His voice was deep as it echoed past them.
Hyakuhei wasted no time re-imprisoning her within the steel band of his arms and picked her up so she could not try that again. He felt his blood heat to a dangerous level as her
