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Before she could even speak, Sam had her pinned against the wall. The impact knocked the breath out of her, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she let out a soft, jagged moan of approval. Sam's mouth crashed onto hers. It wasn't a kiss; it was an assault. It was years of grief, guilt, and repressed longing exploding in a single moment. He tasted the bitterness of her, a metallic tang that set his nerves on fire. He kissed her with a violence that bordered on hatred, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth, claiming her with a desperate, starving hunger. Theo wrapped her arms around him, her nails digging into the nape of his neck, pulling him closer until there was no air left between them. She met his aggression with her own, her tongue dancing with his in a chaotic exchange of desire.
"I hate you," Sam groaned against her lips, his voice breaking. "You should have just stayed dead. Why couldn’t you just stay dead?"
Theo pulled back just an inch, her eyes now fully black, voids that swallowed the dim light of the motel room. "Because I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave you alone…you're shaking, Sam. You're shaking because you've been starving for this for years."