Emilia's POV

He crossed the room in long, powerful strides, heading to the massive king-sized bed in the center of the room and slowly laid me down without breaking off.

He hovered over me as his eyes stared deep into mine like there was something he was looking for. I couldn't help but swallow and I didn't know if it was from fear or desire, maybe both.

But there was just this look in his eyes I couldn't explain.

His lips crashed down on mine again without warning and I moaned, wrapping my arms around him.

The rational part of my brain was telling me, girl, do something or this...