Davina's POV
Lucien's grin was a mix of darkness and triumph. He had me right where he wanted me— desperate and begging.
"Now, that's better."
He pulled his hand out of my short, and came to stand in front of me. His eyes trailed the length of my body, and his gaze did nothing to hide the hunger in them. Neither did that bulge that was forming in his pants.
"You are one fine woman, Little Rose."
I rolled my eyes, hoping to distract him from the fact that his words made me blush.
He grabbed my chin and tilted my head up, and I gasped when his lips claimed mine. But the kiss was so brief, not nearly enough to quench my hunger.
"Stay."
I watched in confusion as he began to walk away. But I didn't ask.
When I heard the doors closing, and this place became darker, I realized that he we
