RETH
Elia laughed when he buried his face in her neck, but he could feel the tension in her and he cursed himself. He'd thought leaving her alone was the best thing so she wouldn't feel pressured while she was growing accustomed to being a mother. But apparently he'd made her think he didn't want her anymore.
He growled again and let his teeth tease along the column of her neck until she shivered.
"There is no one in this world—or yours—that I want other than you," he snarled, his voice dark and rough with desire, taking her mouth again before she could respond.
Elia whimpered and her hands leaped to his hair, her fingers clawing into his scalp in a way that made him shiver.
