LUCIEN’S POV

We stared at each other, chests rising and falling hard, the air between us thick enough to choke on. Her gray eyes were still glassy from the orgasm I’d just ripped out of her, but the fire in them hadn’t dimmed one bit. If anything, it burned hotter. She looked like she wanted to sink a knife straight into my heart and twist it just to watch me bleed.

Beautiful. Dangerous. Mine.

I brushed my thumb across her swollen bottom lip, slow and deliberate, tracing the spot I’d bitten raw earlier.

She snapped at my finger like a wild animal, teeth flashing.

I pulled back just in time,...