“Nicholas, stop!” she gasped, her voice a mixture of frustration and fear. But he didn’t relent. His teeth grazed her skin again and again, marking her exposed flesh with brutal intensity.
“You need to understand,” he rasped, his voice low and dangerous. “You belong to me, Emily. And this is what happens when you dare to even think about someone else.”
Nicholas lifted her dress, and before Emily could react, he thrust his fingers into her. Her body jerked in response.
“Nicholas… it hurts,” she cried, her fingers digging into his shoulders for support.
Nicholas silenced her cries with a firm kiss, his fingers moving steadily within her. The sharp pain gradually ebbed away, replaced by a mounting heat that coursed through her body. Emily felt a fire igniting within her, overwhelming her senses.