He kisses me hard and fast. His hands find my elbows, and Huxley grips me to him. “Oh, pretty girl,” he purrs sweetly, possessively. “Darling, perfect Kai. You really are something, you know that? All you have to do is say the word, and I’ll make them so sorry for how they make you feel. I’d kill them for you.” He licks over my lower lip, before nipping.
💜
