Page 113 of Seek Me Darling

“You’re stronger than you ever let on,” I accuse, voice rising.

He nods once. “Yeah.”

“You’re faster.”

“Obviously.”

“You’reinfuriating.”

“And yet,” he murmurs, stepping back into my space, voice a dangerous hum, “you never could keep your eyes off me.”

I open my mouth to snarl something else—but I don’t get the chance.

He kisses me.

Not tentative.

Not questioning.

Like he’s been waiting for this since the moment we met—since before I evenknewwho he was.

His mouth claims mine with heat and hunger, all rough edges and suppressed obsession. It’s not soft. It’s not sweet. But itishonest.

And worse?

I kiss him back.

For one hot, burning second, I let myself sink into it—let his hand slide to the back of my neck, let his body press close until there’s nothing but heat and fury and the electriccrackof connection that should never have happened.

And when I finally pull away, breathing hard, I don’t slap him.

I don’t scream.

I just stare at him and say—

“…Still can’t believe youletme win.”

He grins, flushed and feral. “You gonna punish me for it, princess?”

Oh, I will.

Just not in the way he thinks.

Chapter 40

Seanna

Hiskissisroughand consuming, like he’s trying to brand himself into my mouth—like he’s daring me to forget who he is and remember only how he tastes.

I shove at his chest mid-kiss, not because I want him to stop but because I hate how much I don’t want him to stop. “I hate you,” I breathe, lips brushing his with every syllable.

“You hate a lot of things,” he murmurs, voice dark and amused as he trails his mouth down the curve of my neck. “Doesn’t stop you from wrapping your legs around them.”

My fingers tangle in the front of his shirt. “Fuck you.”

He grins against my skin, low and unbothered. “You already did.”

That earns him a bite—sharp, just below his jaw. He hisses through his teeth and presses harder against me, thigh slotting between mine like he owns the space. Maybe he does.

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