Hazel
It was all I could do to keep my eyes on Knut’s face and not the hard organ ready to pierce me. I wet my lips and his gaze darkened.
“I am afraid.”
“Then come to me. I will f**k you until there is not a thought in your head. For you are mine and you have nothing to fear.”
I leaned towards him, so tempted. “I will not be controlled again, as I was in the abbey. I am not strong enough to survive that.”
“You are stronger than you know.” He sighed. “I will not let you go, Hazel, I cannot. It will mean my death. But this connection, this connection we have. It is more than feelings. We belong together, one soul in two bodies.”
I shook my head.
“That thought frightens you?” he asked gently.
“I don’t know why you care for me.”
“Truly?” he snorted. “There is not one thing about you
