Chapter３８
My power had always been too much for her. She was so soft and frail in my hands, and I adored that about her. Though I kissed her brutally, I treated her with excruciating tenderness.
I helped her lie down on her back, stretching out on the bed next me. I raised her arms and squeezed her wrists to keep her under my authority.
n her submission to me, she looked stunning. With wide blue eyes, she looked up at me, her breath coming in quick, short gasps. My grip on her wrists loosened, and her arms stayed over her head.
Both of my hands were wrapped around the satiny nightgown. All it took was one swift movement of my arms to tear the fragile fabric right down the center. My primal roar blended with the sound of terrible shredding. To be honest, I was becoming lost in her, high on the feeling of dominance I had over her.