“Oh, they are, princess.” He pulls back and lifts the knife in front of my face, making me suck in a shaky breath. “No other man will love you the way I do.” He runs the tip of the blade down my chest bone, and I hold my breath. “No other man will bring you to your knees like I do.” The knife trails down over my stomach and my pelvic bone. I spread my legs when he shows no sign of stopping. “Or make you crawl like I do.” The tip falls between my legs.
