Angelica kissed him as if she had always known how to kiss. What was fear when she had bared herself completely already? What was fear when he had taken all of her, touched and seen every part of her? The only thing left was for him to hear her thoughts. Nothing else.
This should have frightened her more than the fangs. This man had stripped her in two weeks. She was completely at his mercy and she wasn't complaining. She wasn't the least frightened. She had already done what she feared the most. Giving all of herself to someone.
Rayven kissed her back but didn't touch her. Angelica drew back to look at him. Was she too brave? From what she had learned, as a woman she should let her husband make the first move and let him lead her. Did he dislike this?
His dark eyes only showed lust, staring at her through thick wet lashes. "That is not enough." He told her.
Angelica's body flushed. "What should I do?"
