(Myra's POV)
My mind was all blank by what was occurring.
'Wh-at's happening? Wh-Why is he kissing me?'
I struggled in his arms, thumping on his sturdy chest and pulling at his clothes, but he didn't even budge.
My reactions only heated up what was going on between us as his hand which was holding my neck lifted my face towards his as he deepened the kiss, more like a he was trying to suck my soul out of my body. My stomach churned by his actions, he was so rough. In an attempt to free myself, I bit on his lower lip and then the metallic taste mixed with our saliva was filling my mouth. There was blood.
He released me for his clutches and snorted, "If you try to scream again, I am going to do something much worse than this, so just keep your trap shut."
