Chapter 10

• Kane
• Nina was out cold, sprawled across the sheets, her body marked with the aftermath of everything I had given her. A slow smirk tugged at my lips. She had taken all of me—every brutal thrust, every raw, unfiltered need I poured into her. And now, she lay there, wrecked and spent. Mine.
• It had been nearly six hours since she’d passed out, and soon, she would wake. I had no intention of letting her get up on shaky legs to fend for herself. She was drained. She needed to eat.