Captive of the Bratva King (Kingdoms #7)

3. Briar

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A pair of lips touch mine.

It’s a kiss that I feel with my entire body.

It makes my toes curl. It makes the tiny hairs on my arms rise. It sends blood rushing to my cheeks, making me feel hotall over.

The lips feel both familiar and foreign.

I don’t know where I am or what’s going on, but I know that a man has been by my side the entire time.

When his tongue licks the seam of my lips, it feels like being plugged into a socket. The blood in my veins turns charged. Electricity gathers low in my core.

It feels good.

I want to see his face.

I need to see his face.

“You’re mine, solnishko ,” he mutters in a low, masculine voice. “ Mine .”

I open my eyes to look at the owner of the voice.