Fourteen

Kiara’s POV

My back was flat against the wall, arms pinned up above my head by a long, muscled hand that clamped firmly about my wrist.

I glared up at Ivan, his gray eyes darkening with the silver strands of his salt and pepper hair falling all over his eyes. He was beautiful, a realization all over again that made my heart squeeze and my loins clench.

“Let me go.” I gritted out without much heat. Instead, need curled deep in my belly, tightening when he chuckled lowly and licked my earlobe.

A gasp rang out of me, then a moan when he pulled the tissue into his mouth and bit down lightly. “Ivan!” I said in a breathy moan, squirming under his hands even he pressed tighter against me. His breath tickled my earlobe, the warm sensation sending a trail of blazing heat down my spine.

“You want me, don’t you?” He whispered hotly. I moaned in response, pressing my lower half against him and trying my best to rock.

“You want me as much as I want you.” He breathed, running his free hand ove