CHAPTER 4

MAYA

I barely had time to catch my breath before Liam’s hand was on the back of my neck, guiding me down off Jace.

“On your knees,” he said, his tone unhurried but absolute.

I slid to the carpet, my thighs still trembling. “What are you—”

“You’ll see,” he said, his thumb brushing my jaw like it was almost gentle. “Face me. Ass up.”

The flush burned all the way to my ears, but my body moved before my brain caught up—knees spread, hands on his thighs for ...