Chapter 8

Karina

His lips pressed against mine and fire danced across my vision. I went still beneath him and his hand skimmed my side. His thumb dragged across my ribs and I gasped beneath him.

A soft moan was dragged from me.

This was a kiss?

My limbs went slack against my restraints. I leaned forward to kiss back.

Magnus pulled away completely from me, laughing. “You belong to me, little Princess. I can have whatever I want from you at any time and you’ll willingly give it. Look at you right now, my dragon can smell how turned on you are.”

Turned on? My cheeks burned and I looked to the side. “I am not,” I hissed at him.

He chuckled and ran the crook of his index finger down my cheek. “Is that so?” he whispered. His voice was husky and full of promises.

Promises I wanted to find out more of, no matter how much I hated myself for it. How could someone that was so cruel have lips that were so sweet? His kisses had been heated but gentle.