|| Alaric's POV ||

I crushed my mouth to hers, swallowing her moan as my tongue claimed hers. She tasted like honey and defiance, and fuck, I needed more. My hands yanked her shirt over her head, her breasts spilling into my palms. "Perfect," I growled, rolling her nipples between my fingers until they pebbled.

"Always so fucking perfect for me."

Her nails scraped down my back as I lifted her, tossing her onto the bed. Her leggings were gone in one sharp tug, leaving her ...