Emilia’s POV

“Oh, baby… I keep my promises.”

Without wasting another second his mouth crashed back into mine, rough and hard, like he was trying to swallow me whole. I moaned into him, clutching his shoulders, and he kissed me harder, tongue stroking mine, teeth scraping, hands everywhere. I felt the wall leave my back and suddenly I was in the air, his big hands under my thighs, lifting me like I was made of air. My legs locked around his waist, the hard length of him pressing exactly where I needed him, and I rolled my hips just to hear that broken growl rumble in his chest.

He carried...