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CALLI
Ascream rips from my throat and my eyes fly open, but I don’t get a chance to actually see anything because something covers my head, cutting off my vision.
“Get off me,” I scream, my body thrashing, my arms and legs flailing in the hope that it might be enough to fight off whoever it is.
But it’s futile.
In only seconds, my body is pinned back against a solid one and a pair of arms wraps around my own to stop me from fighting.
Panic floods me, dragging me into its ugly clutches and stopping me from reacting in a way that might help me out of this situation.
I’m dragged across my room as my legs continue to try and make contact with him in the hope of… something. But I fall still when realisation hits me.
If someone has got in here and has me, then what’s happened to…
“DAEMON,” I scream, my previous panic blinding me as I think about them getting to him first. “DAEMON.”
A low growl rumbles from the arsehole behind me when my foot finally collides with his shin, but the second the sound hits my ears, I still.
“You fucking prick,” I squeal, barely able to force the words out through my shock.
Suddenly, everything I failed to notice the second I was ripped from bed hits me. His scent, the way his body fits against mine. His fucking boner against my arse.
His deep chuckle behind me only infuriates me more.
“What the hell are you playing at?”
Suddenly, he spins me around, and with one quick shove of my shoulders has me falling to the sand we’re now standing on with a disgruntled thud.
I just manage to rip the sack off my head before he lands on top of me, pinning my hips into the sand and falling on his hands that drop on either side of my head.
He stares down at me, his eyes full of mirth and a smirk on his lips that makes me want to forget all about being annoyed at him.
His smile is my ultimate weakness, right alongside his vulnerability, and I think he knows it. Damn him.
“Thought we should start your training.”
“By abducting me from my own bed?” My chest heaves with his proximity and that amused glint in his eyes, something he doesn’t miss as his eyes drop to where my hard nipples are pressing against his shirt that he demanded I sleep in last night.
“What? It’s cold,” I hiss.
His laughter fills the air once more and my skin erupts in goosebumps.
“Sure. Does that affect how wet your cunt gets too, beautiful?”
My teeth grind at his words.
“You’re cute.”
“I’m not. I’m pissed.”
“Exactly. You’re cute when you’re pissed.”
“I am not, I—” My words are cut off as his lips find mine.
I restrain myself for a good twenty seconds, but I’m powerless to resist him when his tongue pushes deeper into my mouth and he growls out my name.
He kisses me until I’ve melted for him, completely at his mercy and desperate for more before he turns the tables on me once more, somehow managing to flip me beneath him and pin my arms behind my back, rendering me useless.
