Grace never expected her love story to be like this. His kisses made me go wild, his touch gave me shivers, and his taste made me moan. But he was a monster. He was a dark soul that made me smile. If he even had a soul. "You’re afraid of me." His breath tickled my skin. "You should be." He placed a chaste kiss to the start of my jaw. "I am." I said honestly, but the pleasured sigh spoke otherwise. "Say my name." He breathed out. I gulped but for some odd reason, I obeyed. "Elias." Then his lips pressed roughly against mine. But before I could process the kiss and the way his tongue swept gently across mine. He had pulled away and was glaring at something over my shoulder.All Rights Reserved