It wasn't that she hadn't indulged or engaged in all different kinds of sensations but she usually liked to be in control of when she was. But even now, she was seeing images of Dimitri pinning her to the bed, one hand pressed over her mouth to muffle the cries of pleasure coming from her as he rode her. Further scenes were of her on her knees, her lips wrapped around him as he used her mouth to burn off some of the lust burning between them.

It made her weak-kneed as she tried to hold on but her whole body was shaky. But her head jerked up when she heard Dimitri snarling at her, his voice too harsh to be a cry of pleasure. Her pupils were dilated and her gaze dark as she stared at him. She managed to nod, gathering her wits just enough to whirl, stumbling for a second before she broke into a run. She had never run from a fight before but she was running from this.