Chapter Four

He knew he shouldn’t do this. Under no circumstances should Zircon ever touch her. At least, not if he wanted to be able to sleep that night. But what was he supposed to do when she challenged him like that?

“That’s right, Conny. I am my own person and I belong to no one.”

As soon as the words penetrated his brain, his Wyvern snarled and scratched across his skin. Fuck that. She belonged to him. All rational thought flew out the fucking window and he blurred across the space and had her body pressed to his in seconds flat.

“Wrong, baby, you belong to me.”

Then he crushed her mouth under his and the rest, as they said, was history. Zircon was like one giant pulsating need. And what he needed was her. Their kiss began as something rough and wild, like he had something to prove. Maybe he did.