Amira’s response sent a dark thrill spiralling through me, and a fierce, possessive snarl tore from my throat. She was everything I wanted, everything I didn’t know I needed.
With Amira, I met my match. and it was exhilarating, consuming. She had me undone in ways I didn’t think possible, weakening every wall I’d built.
I’d kill for her without a second thought, spill blood if it meant keeping her. Nothing could pry her from my grasp—not unless I destroyed her myself.
She belonged to me, body and soul, and I was never letting her go.
“Mnnn, no one else in my harem makes me feel like this. You make me feel things, Slave. I have to commend you for that.” I growled, trailing my lips to her ear. My tongue dragged slowly up the curve of her cheek, tasting the heat radiating off her. “Tell
