Pantai Terlarang: Drowned in Desire [18+]

"Lost again, little thing?"
The voice slid through the darkness like silk over wet stone-low, sinful, drenched in danger. Veyrion stepped out of the shadows, the sea mist curling around his tall frame like it knew who owned the night.
"You keep coming here. Like you want to be caught."
Selene backed away instinctively, spine pressing against the jagged rocks behind her-but he was already there. So fast. So close. One webbed, scaled hand slammed beside her head, trapping her with his body. His scent-salt, storm, and ancient deep water-flooded her senses.
His lips ghosted over her ear. "Are you looking for trouble, little human?" His voice was a breath, dangerous and sweet like poison sugar. "Or are you just looking for someone to tell you what to do?"
She swallowed hard. His golden eyes gleamed in the dark, bright and wicked. Like he could see right through her. Right into the hollow places where no one else dared to look.
"Poor thing," he murmured, his fingers curling under her chin, lifting her gaze to meet his. "No one left to keep you safe. No rules. No one to stop you sneaking out here in the dark like a little lost lamb."
His thumb slid over her bottom lip, slow and deliberate. "Did you come looking for a monster to fill that gap?"
She gasped as his other hand curled around her throat-not tight. Just holding. Claiming.
"Say it." His voice dipped lower, rougher. "Tell me you want someone to ruin you. To break you. Someone strong enough to own every little piece you've been hiding."
His mouth brushed hers, not kissing-not yet-just tasting the edges of the promise.
"Say you want me to drag you under, little girl. Where it's dark. Where it's cold. Where there's no air left to scream."
Her breath hitched. Her body arched toward him without thinking-desperate. Starved.
And Veyrion smiled. A wicked, slow, knowing smile.
"Good girl," he whispered, voice dark silk wrapping around my throat. "That's it. You never really wanted saving, did you?"