His lips cut her words off, crushing hers with a rough kiss that stole her voice. His hips rolled once, hard, and she moaned into his mouth, body arching helplessly. She clung to him as if his restraint was the only thing keeping her from unraveling completely.
Below them, the city roared—glass breaking, fires hissing, the undead screaming for blood. Anyone could look up and see them tangled, half-naked and frantic, but the danger only sharpened the intimacy, a declaration of life against death.
Kael broke the kiss, lips wet, voice dark with mockery. “Say it. Say you want me to ruin you.”
Clara’s pride flickered, but her body betrayed her with every desperate gasp. Her eyes glistened, her voice breaking. “You’re… insufferable.”
Kael chuckled low, flipping her beneath him with effortles
