Chapter 8
“Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.”
—Alexandre Dumas
Grigori closed the distance between them. “There is more than one way to devour a woman.” He pressed her back against the wall, one hand gripping her hip, the other caressing her throat, possessive but not threatening as he tilted her head back.
Her body flashed with blazing heat as he kissed her neck, her throat, and nipped at her ear. His other hand slid around between their bodies dipping below the waistband of her pajamas and panties. Her womb throbbed in anticipation and her legs trembled. His fingers feathered over her mound, then reached the sensitive pearl of her c**t and teased it. Madelyn’s knees buckled and she fought to stay s
