Chapter 12
EmryTheir bodies slammed against the wall. Thick arms caged her in.
Ren stared down at her with a fevered intensity. His eyes burned like twin suns.
“You,” he growled.
Oh boy.
His mouth captured hers. Hard and demanding, he claimed possession of her. The tusks pressed into her lips, a strange—but not altogether unpleasant—sensation.
He pulled back, just far enough to speak, but their breath still mingled.
“Are.”
Another hard kiss.
“Impossible.”
The punishing kiss eased, drifting into teasing.
“I will keep you too intoxicated on pleasure to get into trouble,” he whispered, nibbling at her ears. He kept his voice low and rumbling, making her shiver at the sensation.
His mouth drifted down her neck as his tusks scraped against her skin. At the curve of her neck, he lick
