Chapter 22

Hazel’s POV

I tore my mouth from his aiming away shaking my head in rebuke of his actions. “No! Stop it, Cla—”

He merely grasped my jaw coercing my face to meet his so he could gorge my lips savagely once more not allowing me to breathe. I could feel the totality of the need he held and his ravenous behavior in this one kiss.

His steel body steered me backwards as my back hit cold wall. He didn’t seem to care as he pushed me against the wall as I writhed under him whilst he ravished my lips like a piece of meat he salivated over. Before I could comprehend, his right-hand clasp around my neck in a punishable hold and his left had had my wrists secured above my head so he could take what he needed from me.

Selfish bastard.

His tongue was rammed coarsely into the warmth of my mouth, the tip savoring every curve and valley I possessed. He groaned with an intense gratification as though he had ultimately drunk a potion of salvat