Savage Lover (Brutal Birthright, #3)

by Sophie Lark

“Camille,” he says. “I want you. But not . . . not like I usually do. Not to just fuck and get off.”

I want Camille like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. I want her to love me. She’s the only one who knows me, so she’s the only one who can. And I want to love her. I’m fucking awful at it—I’ve never had any practice.