His nose and whole body were overwhelmed with the stronger aroma of her desire. The intensity of her need for him as he stayed still against her caught him off surprise. She broke off the kiss as her eyelids began to fall to obscure her eyes.
His arm flew out and dragged her to him as she tried to flee. When their gaze reconnected, her color became more intense. Before slipping back to entangle in her silky hair, he stroked her cheek.
He was waiting for her to say no, but his eyes were pulled to her lips. I awaited her to turn away. Instead of doing one of those things, she drew closer to him, her breath quickening as her fingers pressed against his chest.
He was aware that he shouldn't do this since it would simply make it harder to let her go. From this place and the harsh world she had been born into, she would soar free. He would stay and fight until he passed away or gave in to the allure of becoming savage.
