Elara's POV
“What do you think you’re doing? Let go of me!” I struggled, trying to push him away, but Thorne was too strong. He hovered over me, his powerful body caging me in, silver eyes dark with something dangerous.
Before I could get another word out, his mouth crashed down on mine.
I clamped my lips shut, still fighting, but he held both my hands above my head with one big hand. His knee pushed between my thighs, parting my legs. I bit his bottom lip hard, tasting blood, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he bit me back, making me gasp. The second my mouth opened, his tongue pushed inside, tangling with mine.
A moan slipped out before I could stop it. I felt like dying from shame. How could my body betray me like this? I was trying to curse him, to tell him to get the hell off me, but
