His kisses burned and braised her lips.

And then, shifting violently to her neck, they pressed so hard that she choked under them.

It was as if a huge bat had fastened upon her throat.
Suddenly the remorseless binding embraces--the hot and savage kisses--fell away from her.

Isbel had let go.

She saw him throw up his hands, and stagger back a little, all the while with his piercing gaze on her.