Chapter 67
Mason stood frozen for exactly one heartbeat.
Sage clung to him with trembling hands, her forehead pressed against his shoulder as her breathing came in uneven gasps. Her pulse hammered wildly beneath his fingertips, her skin radiating a dangerous heat that soaked straight through his shirt.
Every instinct inside him screamed to hold her together, but another instinct—older, steadier, the one that had made him a doctor before anything else…cut through the chaos.
This wasn’t Sage.
This was whatever had been forced into her body.
And still his own body was reacting. The feel of her lips, the soft broken moans she kept spilling against his mouth, the way she pressed herself against him like she needed to crawl inside his skin—it was lighting him up hotter than she was.
For
