"I require a kiss, but not any kiss," Eris purred, her gaze dropping, heated and intense. "A taste, if you will, of devotion. You shall taste the source of my power, the essence of my chaos."
"Uhmmm… what or where is the source of your powers?"
"The source of her powers is in between her legs, Adrian. She's trying to say you'll eat her out while drinking of her love or should I say envious juice? That is the signature she require."
Heat rose to his cheeks as Lilith's words settled over him. There was something primal in her request, like a challenge to see if he would surrender fully, let himself be drawn into her world without a second thought.
His eyes traveled down her body, lingering on the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips, and the smooth expanse of skin between her thighs. Something stirred in him, a heat that ran deeper than lust.
