Chapter 67

Katarina's POV

Our lips came together again, his hands going to my hips. He lifted me off the table, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, surrendering to his strength. His muscles flexed, bulging against mine, and there was no mistaking the other bulge in his pants. He was hard as a rock, his pants tenting in front of him, his cock pressing into my thigh. I threaded my fingers in his hair, kissing him with all of my relief and hunger, pouring myself into the caress.

His muscles were clenched tight as his hand impatiently pressed against my heated flesh. Sinking his claws and bundling my T-shirt in his palms, Xerxes tugged at it. Shredding it apart with my bra as he threw it over his shoulder.

My sore breasts were exposed to him, and I felt his lewd hands squeezing them. My heart was beating against my ribs, and my pulse leaped and skittered in my throat. I felt flushed and frigid at the same time, surges of arousal flowing from the top of my hea