NORA POV

He kissed me again, this time slower but a bit harsher, his teeth occasionally grazing my lips. I was dizzy with him—dizzy with the need and the possessiveness radiating off him.

“You don’t even know what you do to me,” he whispered in my neck, biting lightly at the mark. “I can’t… I can’t control myself around you, Nora.”

I whimpered, hands grabbing his shoulders.

“I want to see you lose it,” he murmured, low and dangerous. “I want you shaking, trembling… ...