-Laelia-
Ashes threw me down onto his bed but didn’t let me touch him. He firmly held my hands above my head as he hovered over me.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he said in a dark voice.
“Probably not,” I whispered. “But I am. So, what will you do to me?”
His eyes glowed, and he lifted his free hand. I saw his nails had changed—longer and sharper. He traced them down the side of my neck, leaving faint scratch marks. The sensation didn’t hurt. I barely felt it. My body was electrified just being near him.
Suddenly, I felt the fabric around me loosen. He sliced through my clothes effortlessly, freeing me, and then ripped them away so I was completely naked. He growled in satisfaction.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “But I will.”
“Go ahead,” I told him. “I won’t run.”
He flipped me
