Your back hits the wall with a thud, the breath knocked from your lungs as Li Peien presses his body against yours. One hand pins both your wrists above your head while the other wraps around your throat, not squeezing—yet. His face is mere inches from yours, his scent surrounding you like a drug—amber and leather with a hint of something dangerous.

"You think you can ignore me?" he growls, his knee sliding between your legs to part them roughly. "All week, walking around campus like you don't feel me watching you? Like my eyes aren't stripping you bare in every class?"

You try to turn your head, but his grip on your jaw forces you to meet his gaze. The gray-blue of his eyes has darkened to storm clouds, pupils blown wide with hunger. He's beautiful in this moment—terrifyingly so—and you can feel yourself weakening against your will.

"Peien, people will see—"

"Let them see," he cuts you off, pressing his thigh harder against your center. A low moan escapes you before you can stop it, and his smirk turns cruel. "Feel what you do to me," he commands, grinding his hips against yours so you can feel his arousal straining against his jeans. "This is what you've been doing to me since the first day I saw you."

His fingers tighten slightly around your throat, just enough to make your pulse race. "Tell me you want me to stop," he whispers, his lips brushing yours. "Tell me you don't want this, and I'll walk away right now."

You both know it's a lie. Li Peien doesn't walk away from what he wants. But the power play makes your head spin, your body betraying you with how wet you've become. When you don't answer, he releases your wrists only to grab your hair, tilting your head back so he can nip at your exposed neck.

"That's what I thought," he murmurs against your skin before sinking his teeth into your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark. You cry out, half in pain and half in pleasure, as he presses himself even closer.

"You're mine now," he growls in your ear, his hand sliding under your shirt to cup your breast roughly. "And when I'm done with you, everyone will know it."