His tongue licked away the blood stains on her lips, then forcefully pried open her lips, sliding across her small teeth.
From the beginning, when he kissed her with a pounding heart, to the later intoxication, and now her resistance, Charlotte Miller now dislikes it completely, this resistance coming from deep within her heart.
She struggled for her life but couldn't open up at all, realizing that this man's fierce breath, accompanied by some physical changes, bound her tightly.
Unable to push him away, she simply lifted her thigh, and her knee fiercely drove toward the man's proudest and most vulnerable spot.
Before she could reach it, Atlas Hallow noticed and grabbed her thigh, lifting it and looping it around his waist, pressing her against the hard wooden door.
