She dashed forward, oblivious to her previous pain. She stopped in front of him. Her gaze slid down his body with clear appreciation and lust. She wanted him. Through the pain and discomfort of whatever was happening to her, she knew he was hers. Just like he knew she was his.
He watched her features shift some more. The shape of her eyes changed. She was so close.
“Do you feel the animal inside you?” He lifted a hand and caressed the bruises on the side of her face, slowly.
She nodded, pressing her cheek into his palm. Christ. He loved her so f*****g much. Just knowing she’d been hurt made him ready to kill someone.
“I want you to loosen your limbs.” He kissed her neck, nuzzling her collarbone and curling his other hand around her waist. He loved her curves and the fact she was proud
