The sheer intensity of the pleasure ripped through me like lightning. I gasped out loud, my hips lifting off the mattress instinctively, and the iron shield in my mind shattered into absolute nothingness.
Demetrius pulled back slightly, shifting his weight onto his forearms so he could look up at me. His dark eyes were burning, heavy with an intense, possessive hunger, but his expression remained fiercely disciplined. "I stop the moment you drop your shield, Rachel," he reminded me, his voice tight and thick with a restrained growl. "Put it back up."
I let out a shaky, frustrated sigh, my chest heaving as I looked up at him. "You are a monster," I muttered, but there was no heat in the words.
I closed my eyes, forcing myself to block out the exquisite ache gathering between my thighs. I
