The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1574

Alaric's thin lips, without any warning, captured hers in a kiss that ignited a fire between them, as intense and sweet as molten honey.

His distinct masculine scent enveloped her entirely.

The urge to kiss him, long suppressed, could no longer be contained. Blood rushed through her veins, her body heating up in anticipation of his embrace.

Holding her breath, her heart seemed to forget how to beat, her eyes wide as she stared at Alaric's face close to her cheek.

He was more striking than any woman, with a temper as gentle as his features were delicate and resilient, his face brushing against hers, leaving her cheeks feeling hot and flushed.

Frozen in place, unable to control her boiling blood, Alaric deepened the kiss, prying her lips apart in a conquering motion.

He had only intended to scare her a bit, but once his lips met hers, a tightness gripped his throat, his body's desires nearly overwhelming him, instinctively craving more.

Kissed into submission, her breath mingled with his ragged inhales.

Suddenly, the memory of waking up disheveled in bed with Georgia three years ago flashed through her mind.

That image, sharp as a knife, pierced her fervor-filled heart, bringing a stinging pain that cooled her down.

The heat receded, and reason swiftly returned.

Her eyes, which had slowly closed, snapped open as she pushed Alaric away forcefully, wiping her mouth angrily, "Alaric, what are you, a dog? Always biting people?"

"It's because you said my words were venomous, so I thought to let you taste them, see if they could kill you." Alaric's gaze remained intense, his desire not abated.

But seeing her tense and embarrassed, worried he had scared her or made her feel disrespected, he tried to cover his intense longing with a jest.

"You're sick! I meant you have a sharp tongue, not actual poison!" she countered, her chest heaving.