Heart of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #3)

by Rina Kent

My lips tremble beneath his hard, demanding ones. Being kissed by Kirill has always been an experience, but this kiss? It’s as if I’m facing a hurricane and my only choice is to let myself be whisked away. He captures my chin, his fingers pressing on the skin with nonnegotiable power. Everything about him brims with control and command. His touch. His chest that’s pressing against mine. His hand that’s glued to my back. My lips are pried open—or maybe I willingly let them part. Emotions cloud my head until I can’t tell which is which anymore. That slight hesitation is what Kirill needs to invade my mouth. His teeth nibble on my tongue, the pressure rising in increments, holding me hostage in its intensity. Just when I think he’ll cut the skin, he sucks on the assaulted part. I bite him back just as hard, maybe even harder. I have to inflict pain for all the confusion, the betrayal, the disappointment. I want to hurt him. No, I need to hurt him for everything he made me go through just because I stupidly loved him. This time, a metallic taste explodes in my mouth. He has to taste it, too, but he doesn’t stop or pause in his mission to conquer me. I hold his jaw with my shaky fingers and throw my hand that’s holding the gun on his shoulder. Kirill isn’t deterred by how I drew his blood. In fact, he lowers his hand to my throat and squeezes as he kisses me deeper, nearly sucking my soul out of my mouth. And you know what? I’m doing the same. I went months without touching him...