Nineteen

Seraphina's P.O.V.

Demetri was otherworldly in every sense of the word. He owned and possessed my body in ways that I couldn't have imagined before I let him have his way with me… and he did have his way with me.

I was weak to his every demand and want. He wasn't lying when he had said that it was more than just an attraction, more than the bond. It felt separate from that. It was like I was tethered to him from the casting that brought him here. I could feel the yarn-like pull between us anytime we got too far away from one another.

But, that was it. There were no emotions or feelings.

Yet with every day that passed, I felt him more and more. Separate from the thread keeping us together was a primal need to fuck him until he couldn't remember the feel of any other before me. It was like a drug pumping through my veins, blurring all other thoughts and making it so I was only able to focus and think about him when he was near.

It didn't help that he made me laugh, and I was startin