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And as his gaze met mine, I jolted awake at the desk with a slight gasp.

All the sensations came to me at once.

The cool of the room, the heat of my skin, the flush on my face, the way my sex was positively throbbing with need.

“Whoa,” I hissed, pressing my cool hands to my overheated cheeks.

That was not like any other dream I’d ever had.

I mean, sure, I’d had some really vivid dreams. I’d even woken up in a cold sweat and a panic before.

But it all faded quickly.

It felt like the longer I sat there, though, the stronger the sensations seemed to get.

I pressed my thighs together, trying to ease the urgent need between as I glanced around the library, finding it even more empty than usual. I didn’t even see the janitor or the librarian around.

Feeling frazzled and uncomfortable, I carefully got to my feet.

Carefully.

And yet I somehow still managed to knock a stack of my books to the ground.

There it was again.

That strange, tinkling little laugh.

I really needed to get to a doctor about that. Get a scan done. See what the hell was going on with me.

That was what my mind was on as I bent forward to retrieve the books.

I didn’t hear anyone.

Nor see anyone.

But the next thing I knew, a hand was fisting into the hair at the nape of my neck, grabbing, and yanking me up.

A gasp caught in my throat as I was pulled to my feet and turned by the unyielding grip on my hair.

The scream that I’d been dragging a breath in for froze in my throat, though, as I saw not a creepy stranger there, slamming me back against a bookcase.

Oh, no.

It was Bael.

His eyes full of a molten sort of heat that only intensified the need coursing through my body.

Before I could think or notice anything else, though, his lips were slamming down on mine. Crushing. Bruising. There was nothing soft about the way this man kissed.

I didn’t think I would be into that sort of ferocity, but I melted into him as his teeth nipped my lower lip until they parted wider on a gasp.

Taking the opportunity, his tongue slipped inside to claim mine as his hand loosened on my hair, moving to grab hold of the back of my neck instead.

A low little whimper escaped me, making a growling noise move through Bael’s chest in response.

His lips were crushing mine again as his hips crushed mine against the unyielding bookcase behind me, making me intimately aware of his straining cock as it pressed against me.

This couldn’t be happening, right?

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