Zoe’s POV

“Look what I got for you!” I cried in delight as I waved the red stone in my hand.

I swam back to Corwin but tears flooded his face as he saw me approach him.

He smashed his lips against mine as if I had been kidnapped by the God of Death himself.

The kiss was in no way soft or gentle.

Instead, it was fiery, dangerously overwhelming and intense.

I was soon deep-throating his tongue and blood oozed out my swollen lips as he continued to suck ...