As the whisper of "Kill me more..." dissolved into the hollow of my neck, Varg's massive hands dug deeper into my flesh with a sudden, raw possessiveness. Defying the howling blizzards Sanglu conjured in his mind and the invisible noose constricting his lungs, he ripped me entirely from the sable furs.
The moment my feet lost touch with the freezing stone floor, I found myself pressed hard against his massive, scar-ridden chest.
He had swept me into his arms with a single, unyielding motion, as if I weighed nothing at all.
With a brutal kick, he flung open the heavy bath door that led into the stone corridors of the freezing Alberta fortress. Inside, the chamber had already turned into a hazy hell, thick with rising steam from a massive marble tub.
