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Prue gnawed on her lip as she tried to make sense of her feelings. Silence meant yes, didn't it? And how else could he see her anyway? She had to be a novelty to him, and she had no right to feel hurt about it.
Khadem reached up to touch her face, and Prue actually had to fight against the urge to rub her cheek against his palm like some kitten wanting to be petted.
What's wrong with me?
I shouldn't be feeling this way!
I can't!
"You appear troubled," Khadem murmured.
"I'm not."
"Did you want me to say something else?"
Prue's expression turned into one of dismay. "No." She pushed his hand away even as her heart stupidly ached at the loss of his touch. "Of course not." She forced herself to look at him in the eye. "It's just the drug...it's making me crazy."
"Is it?"
Don't let him get to you!
Think of Klaus!
Remember who you belong to!
Prue squeezed her eyes shut in an effort to clear her mind, but it didn't work. She tried to conjure an image of Klaus, but anguish ripped through her when all she could think of was Khadem.
Why?
Why am I like this?
Why?
Khadem had enough. He could no longer stand to see Prue punishing herself unnecessarily, and he had no trouble ignoring her cries as he hauled her back to him.
"No—-"
She tried to struggle out of his hold, but Khadem's grip didn't ease the slightest, and before she knew it, she was falling on top of him, and her bare breasts were rubbing against the slight mat of hair covering his chest, and oh God—-
A cry spilled out of her as excitement blazed through her body...even when every brain cell of hers was still in working order.
No, God, no.
How could he make her want me when the drug wasn't working?
Khadem cupped her face. "Do you get it now?" he demanded roughly. "You're destined to be mine—-"
"No! That's not true! I'm not—-"
She could no longer speak, with his hand curving around her nape to pull her head down so he could conquer her mouth in another kiss.
Oh God, no!
She bit his lip hard, but this only had Khadem laughing. "Go ahead, my angel," he growled against her lips. "I'm only going to want you more the harder you fight me."
"Stop th—aaaah!"
His hands were now gripping her waist, and this time, it was her breast that his mouth had latched onto.
