Callum’s piercing gaze lingered on me for a moment longer, the storm of his rage still flickering behind his eyes. Without a word, he slowly withdrew his hand from between my thighs, the room suddenly feeling colder, heavier. His massive form straightened, the commanding presence still radiating from him like an unbreakable force of nature.
He stepped back, his heavy boots making no sound on the stone floor as he moved toward the doorway. The dark, murderous fire in his eyes softened just enough to reveal a flicker of calculation, an unspoken warning that he would return when I was truly ready to submit entirely. He stopped to turn toward me.
“Remember,” his voice was a low, deadly whisper as he paused in the doorway, “you belong to me now. No matter what you think or who you seek, I am
