Chapter 35

• Dante’s eyes flashed with a sudden, possessive hunger. He gripped my waist and hauled me upward, my body trembling from the aftershocks of my release. "Not yet," he growled, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You aren't done with me."
• He sat back against the black rocks, spreading his legs wide and pulling me toward him. Before I could protest, he grabbed my ankles and hoisted my legs up, draping them over his broad shoulders. The position left me completely exposed, my body arched and vulnerable under the vast ocean sky.
• "Look at her, Ryder," Dante commanded, his eyes never leaving mine. "Look at how she opens for me."