Aziel’s POV
Her taste was intoxicating— sweet defiance mixed with a raw, unyielding passion that only made me want her more. My lips pressed against hers, claiming every part of her, consuming the heat between us.
Kate trembled in my arms, her body flush against mine, soft and pliant, but there was a fire in her eyes that I loved to stoke. She could resist all she wanted, deny the terms of the contract she’d been so adamant about— but this? This hunger between us? She couldn’t resist that. Not for long.
I broke the kiss, just enough to brush my lips against hers, teasing her as her breath came in ragged gasps. Her body was already melting against me, betraying the fight in her eyes. “You taste like defiance, Kate,” I murmured, my mouth grazing her skin, tasting the softness of her neck
