~Storme~
I gulped.
That was a tough agreement to accept. King Marcellus never takes no for an answer whenever he is in need of my body. Accepting Theo’s terms would be agreeing to go head-to-head with the king.
As much as I wanted him, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to do that yet.
As if reading my thoughts, Theo’s grip tightened on my jaw. “Do you want to f**k me, or him?”
It wasn’t a question. We both knew what I wanted.
“You.”
His low voice vibrated deep in the craniums of my soul. “Good.”
His mouth descended on me again, wiping off all traces of doubt from my mind. There was something about the way Theo kissed me.
It made me giddy. It made me feel drug-infused, and it certainly made sure that he was the only thing that I’d be thinking about for the longest time.
Edging me towa
