Grace

“Are you trying to strip me naked, Miss Grace? Because if you are, you just have to ask, princess.”

His deep voice echoed through the walls. A shiver shot straight down my spine. I opened my mouth to speak, but all that slipped out was a small, helpless gasp, because his teeth had just grazed the shell of my ear, a sharp bite that sent heat racing down my neck, and curling low in my stomach.

God, I didn’t even know why that did so many things to me. Or maybe I did, and I just didn’t want to admit it.

To make it worse, he was standing between...