He roared as he charged her, throwing her to the bed and pinning her down. He freed his trews and gripped himself, about to shove into her, crazed with rage and lust, ignoring the Instinct’s warnings. —Her mind won’t bend; she’ll break. You’ll destroy what you’ve been given— He saw her fangs as she gasped with fear, and wanted to hurt her. A vampire given to him? Bound to him for eternity? More torture. More hatred.
