Zendaya's POV
My head spun, not with dizzying fear this time, but with the sudden, shocking force of Damien's mouth on mine. His lips crushed against mine, demanding, possessive, desperate. It wasn't the gentle, exploring kiss from earlier today; this was raw, untamed, a primal claim that sent a jolt through every nerve ending.
My eyes, wide with with shock and disbelief, fluttered shut as his tongue swept into my mouth, claiming, consuming. The scent of him—his unique, potent Alpha scent, laced with a new, terrifying tang of fear and immense relief—filled my lungs, intoxicating me even as my mind reeled.
What was that? My thoughts screamed, muffled by the overwhelming pressure of his kiss. This was the hall way. Anyone could walk in!
"what in the Moon Goddess's name is he doing ?!" I shrieked, a mix of shock and triumphant glee. "He's lost his mind! But… oh, human, that was a kiss!" Cassidy screamed out.
