Kiara shuffled back on the floor, but froze when he stooped in front of her. She expected him to curse at her, to call her weak, to tell her to go back to her cage, but instead he grabbed her face and abruptly connected his lips to hers.

She would’ve gasped if she could, but she couldn’t even pull away as his lips assaulted hers.

They were soft and yet their movements were so rough. Tingles kept shooting up her spine and it wasn’t because she was terrified, it was because it actually felt good.