Page 137 of Captive of Secrets and Storms

The magic in my chest burns. The marks on my arms tingle.

Rian’s hands slide around my back and press the center of my spine. My breasts meet his pecs, and my nipples harden.

Our teeth and lips clash in a dance of undeniable lust. Breaths come in quick gasps and soft moans. Every sound stokes the fire between us.

I want Rian.

Consequences be damned.

I want him.

A growl vibrates through his throat, tickling my lips. The sensation travels all the way to my toes.

“Careful with those thoughts, Sunshine.”

His mouth presses against mine, his kisses turning sweeter. Softer.

That’s not what I want.

I slide a hand into his hair and grip the dark strands. With a tug, I break our kiss.

An inch of space separates our lips. My core clenches at the blatant want swirling in his stunning irises along with lovely tendrils of blue and purple.

“Did you just read my mind?” I pant.

His lips twitch. “Oh, Sunshine. That is the least impressive thing I can do.”

I press a featherlight kiss to his jawline. “Show me.”

Rian groans.

I trail kisses along the other side of his jaw and down his throat. My eyes snag on a puckered scar in the space where his shoulder and neck meet.

I slide my fingers over the mark. “What’s this?”

He takes my hand and returns it to his shoulder. “Focus on the fun, Sunshine.”

I bite my lip before leaning forward, kissing his throat once more. “Yes, sir.”

A shudder runs through his body.

His hands caress my back, pressing me more firmly against him. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

I smile against his throat, then lift my head and place a lingering kiss to his lips.

A strange lightness fills my chest.

A quiet voice tries to warn me to tread carefully. It attempts to remind me of all the reasons I have not to trust my body to the Shadow Prince.

But the rest of me burns with all the reasons I should.

I meet Rian in another clash of lips and tongues.

He lifts me, hands gripping my ass as I wrap my legs around his waist. The heat of his body between my thighs stokes my desire to unfathomable heights.

From my elevated position, I grip his face with both of my hands and devour his mouth, relishing the control.

Rian doesn’t seem to mind. His lips move in expert rhythm with mine, content to let me lead. He’s almost…gentle.