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I kissed him. I must’ve lost my mind. Killian released a low, threatening growl. I jumped, but his hand was already in my hair, my head twisted as his lips captured mine hungrily. I was on top, but he was in full control, his freed arm caging around my back, pressing our bodies closer.
I whimper at his greediness, suckling and nipping at me with desire. He tasted of intoxicating alcohol and a hint of sweet mint. The taste of him flooded my senses and aroused a pulse between my legs. Oh, god.
I barely had time to close my eyes and savor his emotions. My lashes flutter shut, heat and adrenaline pumping into my veins and straight to his groin. I felt him harden incredibly between my thighs, until he sharply exhaled, pulled back, and glowered into my eyes.
“Christ, Selene
