Elena’s back pressed hard against the wall, her breath caught in her throat as Lucian held her there with nothing but his body. His hands were locked firmly around her thighs, keeping her pinned high, her toes dangling above the floor.
She clutched at his shoulders instinctively, her nails digging lightly into the fabric of his shirt. Her chest rose and fell quickly, her heart racing so fast she thought it might break free from her ribs.
Lucian didn’t move fast. He didn’t need to. His strength spoke louder than speed ever could. His control was absolute. Every shift of his hand, every drag of his eyes over her face, made her feel like she was being stripped bare without a single piece of clothing removed.
His mouth found hers again, rough and demanding. The kiss swallowed her whole, lef
