The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate
It came out cracked.
"Go to hell."
He didn't move for a second. Then he turned his head and pressed an open-mouthed kiss higher, right at the edge of where I was already starting to ache. His tongue dragged once, slowly. And I jerked hard.
He lifted his mouth just enough to speak against my skin.
"What else, Ember?”
"I said, Go to hell."
He planted another kiss higher.
It was appalling how fast my body answered him.
"You can't do this to me," I said, my voice shaking with fury more than fear. "You don't get to decide I'm a liar and then crawl between my thighs the second it's convenient."