Completely

Elias’s lips were on hers in an instant, his kiss deep and demanding, coaxing a moan from her throat that he swallowed whole. His hands were everywhere—tangling in her hair, gripping her hips, trailing down her spine with a possessive urgency that left her gasping. She could feel the heat of him, the sheer power radiating from his body, and it was intoxicating. Kitty’s mind was already hazy, her thoughts fragmented, but one thing was crystal clear: she was his. Completely, utterly his.

He pulled back just enough to smirk at her, his dark eyes glinting with mischief and something far more dangerous. “Still so eager,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. His fingers brushed against her cheek, their touch almost tender, but the hunger in his gaze betrayed him. “You can’t get enough of me, can you?”

She shook her head, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. “No,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “I can’t.”

His smirk widened, and he leaned in again, his lips brushing against her ear. “Good,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

Before she could respond, his hands were on her hips, flipping her onto her stomach. Kitty let out a surprised gasp, her heart racing as she felt his weight press down on her, pinning her to the bed. His breath was hot against her ear, his voice a low, dangerous whisper.

“You belong to me, Kitty. Every inch of you. And I’m going to take what’s mine.”

She shivered, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. “Yes,” she breathed, her voice barely audible. “I’m yours.”

His hand tangled in her hair, tugging her head back as he leaned down, his lips brushing against the nape of her neck. “Say it again.”

“I’m yours,” she repeated, her voice trembling with need. “All of me. Take me.”