"Don't touch me!" Katia screamed, shoving at his chest.
But Xandar's strength was overwhelming. He shoved her down onto the bed and pinned her beneath him.
He was desperate to be inside her. Even if Cahir found out, Xandar could spin it. After all, Cahir knew Katia was his w***e—that she begged him to f**k her.
"I've missed you," Xandar said, yanking off his shirt and unzipping his pants.
"I won't let you go to my brother. You'll be safe here with me."
Xandar licked her cheek.
"You're mine," he whispered in her ear, voice thick with sick possessiveness. "Whatever mark Cahir left on you doesn't change that fact."
Xandar wanted to bite down on her neck. Looking at that mark on her skin made him want to strangle this woman, make her pay for what she'd done.
Katia fel
