Seraphina's resistance had faded into strangled sounds stuck in her throat. The more she struggled, the tighter and more daring he became. His hands roamed across her body, leaving behind smeared trails of blood.
She didn't want this. She loathed it. Nausea twisted in her gut, but she forced herself to swallow it down. She couldn't risk vomiting up the suppressant she had taken, things would only get worse.
Lucian paid no mind to her discomfort. He was far beyond reason now. All he wanted was to possess her in the fastest, most absolute way.
His large hand cupped her breast, intent on tearing away the last corset that separated them. Panic surged through Seraphina. She bit down hard on his lip and kicked him away.
Lucian recoiled slightly, startled, his tongue swiping the blood from his lower lip with a smirk. Then he drove his knee between her legs, forcing them apart with cruel force.
"Struggling is useless."