His lips suddenly met hers. He nipped at the soft flesh of her mouth gently at first. But there was something darker apparent in his movement; the way he could almost devour her. Her heart felt as if it were being tugged from out her skin–his kiss was demanding. It was all too easy to give into him and forget her atrocities. She was undeniably disoriented in this magnetic pull to him. The touch of his soft lips, the intrusion of his tongue into her mouth made her feel overwhelmed. But she didn’t desire to feel anything else.