CRAVING HIM.

SERAPHINA'S POINT OF VIEW. I should have run away. I should have shoved him away from me the moment his lips connected with mine. Hell, I should never have caught his eye. But instead, I welcomed the fire spreading in my chest with each move of his lips against mine, and each stroke of his tongue in my mouth. His kiss was burning, hell, it was fucking bruising, but I hissed internally, welcoming the fire he ignited in me with open arms. His arms went around me, pulling, tugging on my skin like he wanted to engrave me inside him. I whimpered against his lips as he grabbed the meaty flesh of my ass in his hands, pinning me further against the wall and completely at his mercy. “Theo,” I whispered against him, breathless as he burrowed his self into my neck. His grunts filled my lower belly with something, making me tremble in his hold. “You’re mine.” He growls, lifting me so I can wrap my legs around his waist. My eyes widen at that, because we’re in the fucking hall, where just anyone ca