Chapter 53: Urge

Ophelia trembled as Nikolai's teeth sank into her lip, drawing blood. The sharp, unexpected pain sent a shockwave through her body, igniting sensations she had never imagined possible. Her gasp was stifled, and she clung to him, desperate for something to ground herself as her senses spun out of control. He pulled back slightly, their lips barely touching, the closeness keeping her on the edge between pain and pleasure. She had never anticipated feeling like this—vulnerable yet thrillingly alive. Under his touch, she felt like a masochist, questioning what he was doing to her and why she couldn’t resist. Just as she gathered her thoughts to speak, he pressed his lips against hers again, silencing her with an intensity that made her forget everything but him. His tongue invaded her mouth, devouring, sucking, and licking as if she was the only source of sustenance for him. Pleasure surged through her, an overwhelming flood that obliterated reason. A heat began to pool in her stomach, b