of it caused him any psychic pain, which meant they were still bound. That pleased the dark part of him.
She slammed the door shut and jabbed her finger at him. âI had almost broken our bond! You told me to find a way, and yes, you proved how dangerous this connection between us is. And I did find a way. Then you sabotaged it, you son of a bitch!â
The Shadow swept through him, and he gripped her arms and shoved her against the wall. His thigh moved between her legs. Fully pinned by his hips, she could not miss his bodyâs reaction to her proximity. Or her bodyâs counterreaction to it.
His mouth came to within an inch of hers. âYou will never be free of me,â he said in a low and guttural voice heâd never used before.
Her eyes widened, and apprehension filled them as she looked into his. âLet me go.â She tried to wriggle free, to no avail.
Her attempt at escape fueled the Shadow more, just as her effort to break the bond had. He slid his hands down to her wrists, linking their fingers together, and pinned her hands against the wall by her head. âYou are mine .â The fierce possessiveness was as foreign, as crazy, as what he was doing.
She was breathing hard, which made her breasts brush against his chest with every exhale. âYou let it in, didnât you?â
âI had to.â
âKasabian, donât give in to it. Youâre stronger than it is.â
He pressed his forehead to hers, fighting the urge to take her mouth. âI told you not to come near me.â
âI was angry at you. I want answers.â
She smelled so good, warm and sweet, and he took a deeper breath to calm himself. He needed to back away from her. He managed to pull away an inch, ready to fight for another one.
But she kissed him tenderly, meeting his gaze. âYouâre not going to let it turn you into a killing machine. Or a lust machine.â Her voice was strong and clear. She believed in him, even after everything heâd done to her.
Or sheâs just trying to get away. The Shadowâs whisper.
He could still taste her, and she was looking at him with confidence that he would not hurt her. He wished he could be so sure. His body trembled with the need to make that possession complete.
He loosened his hold on her hands, rubbing her palms with his thumbs because he couldnât bear to release her yet. His eyes felt heavy with wanting her. He could feel desire freely now, and it throbbed through him like a current. So sweet. So electrifying.
âI see you fighting it, Kasabian,â she whispered, watching his face. âYou will win.â
With a sharp exhale, he released her and stepped back, bowing his head. âJesus, Iâm sorry, Kye.â He ran his hand back through his hair. âWhat I said about you being mineâ¦â
She took a step away from him. âIt wasnât you. I know you didnât mean that.â
âDonât fool yourself, Kye. This thing inside me does feel that way.â
She stepped farther away, her posture going defensive again. âIs that why you stopped me from breaking the bond? Because you think you own me?â
Thatâs how crazy heâd gotten, losing sight of why heâd stopped her. âNo, getting free of me is the best thing you could do. And yes, I do mean that. Tell me about the man who was helping you.â
âHow did you knowââ
âI followed our bond when I felt it breaking. I could see you.â
âI donât get you, Kasabian. You say I should get away from you, and then you want to do the Cobra. You promise you wonât complete the bond, then you do. And now youâre saying I should be free of you, yet you stopped me from escaping. What the frigging hell?â
He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling every bit of her frustration himself. âTell me about the man, and Iâll tell you why I stopped it.â
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