Chapter 38

Syria’s POV

His lips crashed into mine without warning, and everything happened so fast.

One moment we were just kissing, and the next, we were tangled on the bed. My mind blurred as he hovered over me, his body pressing against mine with growing hunger.

“Ah—shit, please… faster… harder,” I gasped, unable to control the words leaving my mouth.

My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as his movements became more urgent. I held on tight, desperate for something to hold myself. Every thrust