Meadow’s POV:
The moment Alaric’s lips captured mine, fireworks exploded in my heart. I melted, knees buckling underneath me, but the firm grip he had on my waist held me up.
He pulled back for a second, his chest heaving as his gaze shifted from my lips to my eyes. I didn’t say a word. I couldn’t.
But Alaric seemed to be way past the point of patience.
“f**k me,” he rasped right before his lips crashed down on mine again in an even fiercer kiss this time.
I sighed into his mouth.
The kiss was nothing like I thought it would be. It far exceeded my expectations. Alaric’s mouth was warm, his tongue firm and demanding, taking what it wanted without asking permission. I held onto the lapels of his jacket to ground myself even as he pressed me further into the side of the car.
My arms
