ALEXANDRIAThe sensation was too much.The moment our lips touched, his tongue slid against mine. The bitter taste from the medicine that had tainted us melted into something sweet. Wet, desperate sounds filled the dark alleyway—our lips meeting, tongues tangling, teeth clashing in a feral rhythm. My conscience screamed at me to push him away, to stop this before it went too far, but Nomea, the bond, and the pull drowned everything else out. His grip on me tightened, impossibly strong, and I couldn’t even begin to question where that strength was coming from.“Mate,” he breathed, and I froze beneath him.Don’t tell me—did he snap out of it?“Your name,” he continued, panting heavily. “Tell me your name, mate.”I bit my lip as I searched his eyes.No. He was far too gone.And worse, I was slipping right along with him. Summoning what little control I had left, I pushed him away. But he only pulled me back harder.This time, my resolve cracked further. His lips claimed mine again, dee
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