A Demon’s Kiss
"Uh huh."
No other words seem sufficient, and it doesn’t matter, as Kastriv holds either side of my face and leans down to kiss me.
Wow. This is how it’s supposed to feel.
His lips are so soft and his body is so hard that I feel like I’m about to melt into his.
He kisses me gently, like he loves me, even though the depths of me wants to urge him on, to encourage him toward the bed toward me.
“I want you so badly,” I murmur against his lips.