Kyla's breath quickened at his question, chest heaving against his.
Definitely something was different about him tonight. The way he acts, talks, and stares at her with raw intention makes it seem like it was someone else standing in front of her.
Not the man who does everything to resist her.
Does he have a twin? Or this was another version he kept away from her.
Suddenly, he flipped her around, her back pressed against his hard chest, one hand clamped around her neck, tilting her head back, and the other on her hip, holding her close enough for her to feel the heat and his hardness between his legs.
Kyla’s mind spiraled.
“You can't handle it?” He chuckled amusingly. “Gotta use your words, Wildling. You still have the chance to walk away.”
She bit her tongue, chest heaving as if al
