Chapter Thirty-five (Saraya's POV) present Time…

He reached for the neckline of my dress with one hand and tore it off of me.

"Oh lord," I whispered at the violent passion in his exotic eyes.

Running urgent hands over my body, his massive chest heaved. His breathing was loud and laboured. He slowly lowered to his knees and placed me on the bed, smoothing my hair away from my face as he gazed longingly into my eyes with a dark hungry gaze.

"For all the years you were there on earth, I stayed away from you to keep you safe. I had to think about you… I had to put you first. "

"And all those years I burn for you, Dane!" I cried, knowing he was doing it again, trying to talk himself into not touching me.

"Saraya… I don't want to lose you again damn it!" he growled.

"You will not lose me. You said it yourself. It is happening differently this time, Dane. Please make me yours!"

"Saraya… " he growled.

"You have made me wait for you all this time. Take me now, Dane!!" I urged in tears.

"You think that I am mad at you now. If