It was more like their mouths were just mashing together harshly. Since it was somewhat hard to keep any kiss close-mouthed, their teeth also came into contact in a violent way. The way their pearly whites knocked together made pain flair all the way up into her head, not to mention the rest of her mouth. She moaned from the pain and grabbed onto Soren's wrists, and he let out a similar agonized sound and gripped her cheeks even tighter. Neither of them tried to pull away. Not yet. Not just yet. Soren was the one to abruptly push himself back, and his eyes were that same odd golden color, that same glowing diamond shape she'd seen the first time she realized there wasn't something entirely human about him. "Are you a shifter?" she asked. Soren licked his lips. "Something like that." Okay, that wasn't what she'd been expecting to hear, but it wasn't like she thought she was going to get any honesty out of him anyway. "Are you a werewolf?" That might’ve explained why she was so eager to spread her legs and grind against his thigh.
