He had never felt so desperate for anyone in his life, never felt his self-control slip so fast in front of any woman.
What was it about her? Was it simply because she was his wife, his offered bride? He hadn’t even marked her yet; the bond wasn’t complete. So why did he lose control every time she was near him? No, that wasn’t the whole truth. He felt the pull and need for her even when she wasn’t with him.
His mind was anxious, tangled with unanswered questions, and his kiss turned desperate, almost punishing—for the misery she had caused when she left without a word, for the torment of her absence when all he wanted was her near.
He sucked her tongue, crushing her mouth beneath his, pressing harder until their teeth clashed. She moaned against his lips, the sound only feeding his hu
