Zane's POV
“Don't try to hide from me, Jaselyn. You're beautiful, let me worship your body.” I utter before I can stop myself. Her cheeks flush and her hands slowly retract but the look of suspicion doesn't disappear from her eyes.
I lean down, desiring to taste the sweetness of her lips but her hand covers my mouth, stopping me.
“Don't. Don't ever kiss me. You can have access to every other part of my body but my lips are off limits. I don't want your taste on my tongue, it turns bitter and disgusting when you leave.” She says plainly and I bite down a whimper. Any type of rejection from her hurts no matter how subtle, I want to attribute it to the lingering effects of our broken bond but I know deep down that it's not just that.
I begin a path, kissing down her neck and peppering he
