Nyx
My breath caught in my throat as he lowered his head for a bruising kiss. My toes curled, and I sank my fingers into his hair. My brain screamed that this was a horrible idea. The last thing I needed was to give myself to him now that I knew how he felt about me, but everything inside of me was so tense I thought for certain that I would crack if I didn’t find a release. The fear. The pain.
I needed his hands on me.
“Did you think of this when he asked you to stay?” Rhyson growled as he broke the kiss and ripped my shirt over the top of my head. “Did you wonder if he could f**k you like I did?”
His fingers were punishing as they dug into my side. My t**s were bare to him, and all I could think about was how I wanted his mouth on me again. Unfortunately, he kept opening his mouth an
