My heart thundered in my chest as Landon's words echoed in my ears. Take off your panties. Get on your knees. On a sacred altar.
"W-what?" I stammered, convinced I'd misheard him.
"You heard me." His voice was deep and unwavering, his gray eyes now glowing red with dominance. "Take off your underwear and hand them to me."
My mouth went dry. Was he serious? This was a sacred place. We couldn't possibly...
"Landon, this is an altar," I whispered, my voice shaking. "It's sacred."
A predatory smile curved his lips. "What better place to worship?"
His large hand gripped my chin firmly, tilting my face up to meet his smoldering gaze. "I am your man, Seraphina. Your King. Your mate. And right now, I need to remind you of that fact."
My body betrayed me instantly, responding to his commanding tone with a rush of heat that pooled low in my belly. I shifted uncomfortably, pressing my thighs together against the sudden ache between them.
