As Blake's primal instincts surged, a low, guttural growl reverberated from deep within his chest, vibrating against the delicate flesh of the lady's neck. Her laughter, initially light and playful, faltered slightly as she felt the subtle flick of his tongue tracing a tantalizing path along her skin.
Unbeknownst to her, danger lurked just beneath the surface, concealed behind the veneer of seduction.
In an instant, Blake's eyes ignited with an infernal blaze, the fiery hue of his gaze betraying the turmoil raging within. Tears of blood threatened to spill from the corners of his eyes.
With a swift and practiced motion, Blake seized both of her hands, pinning them firmly behind her back to prevent any attempt at escape. His other hand moved swiftly to cover her mouth, muffling any potential outcry that might pierce the thick veil of the night.
