“Mine” I demand in her face as I fight Martell for control. I reach to cradle her delicate face in my hands as I take in her mouth watering scent. Fuck. I have to taste her. Tilting her head up so that I can plunder her mouth I crash my lips against hers. Her quiet gasp opens her luscious plump lips so that my tongue can dive in. The first taste of her is cool and maddening as it calms some of the heat I feel.

Leave this place.

As our tongues clash fighting to taste the other I move us. In the blink of an eye I have us...