Sexual moment

Our lips were hot and the feeling of his fingers digging into my hips and moving closer to my ass were driving me as wild as a cat in heat, ready to burst with my needs. My heart was beating wildly in my chest and the dizzying excitement was rushing to my head.

Kissing my enemy wasn't supposed to feel like this. As though I was melting with whatever alluring drug his touch was full of. As though my body moved on its own, my hips rocked against him and I nearly purred at the feeling of his impressive erection through his leather pants. He growled low in response and my body reacted with a violent shiver of pleasure.

But when Caliban broke away from me and grunted with pain I gasped as I realized that my hand had left his throat in our heated moments. The dagger was still in my hand but in my carelessness, I realized that I had let my hand slip and there was now a deep gash on Caliban's arm. The black material of his shirt has pated like butter under a hot knife and blood was seeping in