I knew that. She had always been mine.
My hands roamed over her body, feeling every curve, every soft plane of her skin, but it was Luxuria I saw in my mind. It was her body I imagined beneath me, her voice I wanted to hear, pleading for more.
Her breath quickened, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession as I pressed my body against hers, pinning her to the wall. Her heart raced beneath my palm as I gripped her throat, feeling her pulse quicken under my hand.
The beast stirred inside me, hungry, insatiable. My fingers tangled in her long, dark hair, tugging it back roughly, exposing the curve of her neck.
Her skin flushed beneath my grip, and I could feel her body trembling, but it wasn't fear. It was anticipation. Shikta lived for this, for the darkness I unleashed on her wh
