Chapter 302: Abort This Mission

A fist in her hair yanked her back, and Islinda gasped at the sting in her scalp,

Eli’s control snapping the moment she had given consent and he kissed her fiercely as if he intended to devour her whole. Perhaps, he planned to. She moaned, her conflict and shyness evaporating the moment she made her demands, surprising Eli with her matching fervor.