Leilani.
Caelum's kiss— being my first kiss— was brutal. Punishing. It wasn't like what I'd young maidens whisper about… or the sparky googly ones I'd seen in movies and novels.
This one was raw. Wicked. It felt as though he was doing this, not because he wanted to, but because he wanted to hurt me for hurting my sister.
Tears streamed down my face as our lips collided, his mouth devouring mine in a torturing manner. In the heat of the kiss, Caelum fisted his hands into my hair and pulled so hard that I feared my skull would crack and then he dropped his head to pepper aggressive kisses down my neck and shoulders, intentionally nicking my skin.
I cried out in pain but stopped when he clamped his hand over my mouth. "That's for being a bitch…" he mumbled lowly against my lips, pulling back for a very brief second to nibble on my lower lip.
"That's for asking for a rejection, Leilani."
