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His lips brush my ear, cutting off my words. “Want to know what I thought about while you were tied to that bed?” His voice drops lower, rougher. “How perfect you looked spread out beneath me. How those zip ties bit into your skin when you struggled.” His teeth graze my earlobe. “How easy it would have been to slide my hand up your thigh, feel how wet you were getting from fighting against those restraints.”

My breath catches. Every word sends electricity down my spine, making it hard to think.

“I wanted to wrap my hand in that pretty hair of yours,” he continues, fingers threading through my braid. “Pull your head back and watch your face while I?—”

A whimper escapes my throat before I can stop it. Erik's grip tightens in response, pulling just enough to sting.

The bathroom door presses into my back, a solid barrier that offers no escape. Erik's mouth crushes mine, devouring me with a ferocity that steals my breath.

His kiss is dominant, leaving no room for refusal. I try to twist away, but his fingers tighten in my hair, holding me in place.

My body responds despite my panic. A traitorous heat pools low in my belly as his tongue brushes against mine. But this isn't what I want. It's too much, too fast.

“Stop,” I gasp, pushing against his chest. “Please?—”

He doesn't listen. His kiss deepens, his tongue invading my mouth as his hands roam over my body with rough urgency. Panic floods my veins, my heart hammering in my chest.

“Erik, please.” I struggle against him, but it's like fighting a brick wall. “You're hurting me.”

His hands slide down my arms, gripping my wrists and pinning them to the door on either side of my head. “God, I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I set eyes on you.”

“This isn't right.” My voice comes out strained. “We're enemies. I?—”

His mouth covers mine again, cutting off my protests. I taste desperation in his kiss, a barely contained feral edge that scares me even as it excites me.

“You want this,” he mutters against my lips.

“No—” It's a lie, and we both know it. Want coils in my belly, tightening with every harsh breath.

His hands slide to my hips, lifting me as he presses his hardened length against me. I moan despite myself, my body arching into his. Need pulses through me—an overwhelming physical response that scares me with its intensity.

This is wrong. Danger flares in his eyes, mingling with a hunger that makes my knees weak. I have to end this.

I slam my knee into his groin.

He grunts in pain, but his grip only tightens. “Fight me all you want, Katarina. You know you want it, too.”

“No!” I struggle with everything I have, panic fueling my strength. “Get off me!”

But he's too strong. His fingers find the hem of my shirt, dragging it up to bare my skin. He tears at my bra with frantic need, growling in my ear. “So soft.”

I buck and writhe, but his kiss steals my breath, my protests. His teeth nip my neck, sending shocks of pleasure through me that only fuel my desperation to escape.

“Please, I mean it.” My voice breaks as I try to beg him to stop. I squirm against him, seeking freedom, but he only tightens his hold. My skin is flushed, his name a plea on my lips. But he doesn't heed my cries.

His mouth finds my nipple, sucking roughly as his fingers rip my yoga pants open, tugging them down my legs along with my panties.

I'm naked, vulnerable, pinned to the door by his relentless assault. My struggles weaken as desire threatens to consume me. “Erik, I can't?—”

His fingers brush my swollen core, tearing a cry from my throat. The rest of my protests die on my lips as my body betrays me with its aching need.

“You can,” he breathes, his voice ragged. “You want me, don't you?”

Shame wars with the need spiraling through me. This is wrong. It's too much. But my body throbs with each brush of his fingers, urging me to give in.

I'm caught, helpless, pinned between the door and his hard length. His fingers thrust inside me, thick and demanding.

“You're so wet for me.” His growl sends electricity down my spine. “Can't lie about this. Your body's weeping for it.”