LUXURIA
My back pressed hard against the cold stone wall, my wrists pinned above my head. Alpha Parthe's touch was bruising, his body a storm of tension and anger.
I felt his fury like a living thing—surging, consuming. His eyes blazed with a darkness that stole my breath.
I had expected this. I knew he would punish me for what I'd come to ask. I had prepared for the roughness, the pain.
I had come ready to sacrifice anything to save Kahel. But as I stared into those dark, storm-filled eyes, something twisted inside me—a desperate need to appease him, to soothe the rage I had caused. I wanted him to stop hating me.
But as his lips claimed mine again, hard and demanding, I felt it—his anger... softening. His kiss was brutal, yes, but beneath that, something else was simmering.
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