Daisy's heart throbbed wildly in her chest. Was she ready for the intensity of what she had unleashed? The solid presence of his arousal against her sent a thrilling fear coursing through her veins, intertwining with her own longing. The disturbing narratives she had heard in hushed whispers filled her mind, adding a tinge of dread to the simmering tension.
Rhain, meanwhile, was being tormented by the intoxicating cocktail of her fear and arousal. The stark, raw scent of her anxiety tangled with the heady perfume of her desire, setting his senses alight. It was a maddening mix, his need for her matching the throbbing pulse of his hunger.
His thirst, however, would have to remain unsatisfied for now. He was acutely aware he could not satiate both his cravings at once - not the first time at least. He yearned to see her surrender to him completely, while the primitive desire for her blood was more insidious, craving her terror.
