When she opened her eyes Shine was no longer by her side. Alarmed, Taya quickly sat up, but he pulled her back into his arms in an instant. Her breathing was unsteady. The sun was already shining—she had overslept.
It was the first night in years when her heart and mind felt safe. As she gazed into Orig's drowsy eyes, she was startled when his lips softly made their way to hers. Mercy! Would this madman never learn a lesson?
"Your body, Taya, is far more honest than the words that escape those lips,"
he said, his strength effortlessly pinning her wrists to the edge of the bed with one hand. She didn't resist his every move.
Where was his towel? Damn it, what was he planning to do?
"Why did you stop? Is it so hard for you to strip me of my clothes?"
Taya asked, her challenging gaze fixed on him. Orig smirked and shook his head. He had no intention of forcing himself on her like he had done in the past. He wanted her complete consent this time.
