Elena's P.O.V
Vincent deepened the kiss, his arms coming around my waist to hold me in place.
"You taste so sweet," he sighed against my lips, pressing me further against the wall of the pool.
A part of me wanted to push him away, wanted to stop this before I crossed lines I could never come back from; but another part of me wanted to indulge him, to lose myself in a sensation that was consuming me from the inside out.
Why did I always find myself unable to resist Vincent? Why was he always able to get under my skin when no one else could? Was it because of his Lycan blood? Was he overpowering my senses, making me do things that I wouldn't normally have done? Or was it the mating bond that was making me more compliant towards him?
We broke off the kiss, both of us panting hard as our eyes locked onto each other.
