Maelis POV

Lucian opened the door to his room and dragged me inside, kicking the door closed with his foot before claiming my lips all over again.

He moved toward the bed with a blind urgency, and I gave his shirt a firm tug, pulling him down. He sat on the edge of the mattress, and I climbed onto his lap immediately, my legs straddling his waist.

His hands circled my waist, his fingers digging into my skin as if he were afraid I’d evaporate if he let go. I could feel the hard, rigid length of him pressing against my belly, and a low, primal ache throbbed deep within...