Heat of Passion

Loraine’s POV

I’m surprised by how fast Killian runs out of the room, leaving me burning with lust and hunger. It has happened twice in one day.

I have lost myself twice to two different men—brothers—in one day, and I don’t know what to make of it.

I want more. My body wants more. I want nothing to do with whatever may be happening, but I feel like the more I try to resist them, the more the fire in me burns. It is as though our connection is beyond control. An irresistible primal force that takes us all by storm.

I had seen it in his eyes. He had fought—quite hard—but then his body had given in to the urges just as mine had.

Thinking of it now, a shiver runs down my spine. I had felt his hardness rubbing against me, his lust tangled with mine. The hunger I felt then had been uncontrollable. Mind-numbing. I could not stop, even if I wanted to.

That is the excuse I give myself.

Sighing, I retire to the bathroom, wash up quicky, and return to bed. Today has been quite a long