Meadow’s POV:

The moment Alaric’s lips captured mine, fireworks exploded in my heart. I melted, knees buckling underneath me, but the firm grip he had on my waist held me up.

He pulled back for a second, his chest heaving as his gaze shifted from my lips to my eyes. I didn’t say a word. I couldn’t.

But Alaric seemed to be way past the point of patience.

“Fuck me,” he rasped right before his lips crashed down on mine again in an even fiercer kiss this time.

I sighed into his ...