Maelis

The door swung to Lucian's room and was pushed open under his force, and I gasped as my back hit it hard enough to knock the breath from my lungs. His mouth crashed into mine before I could even gasp, his tongue sweeping past my lips like he wanted to consume me.

His hands were everywhere at once, one tangling in my hair to tilt my head just right, the other gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. I moaned into the kiss, my fingers clawing at his shoulders, his skin hot and slick under my touch.

The scent of him, leather and pine and something darkly masculine—filled my...