Dax's POV
I had been holding back, mindful of her recent illness, forcing down every primal urge.
As a top Alpha who'd honed his edge guarding the borderlands, steeped in blood and combat, restraint was my second nature.
A discipline I'd mastered, never once faltering.
Except with Lilith.
Where she was concerned, all that hard-won control crumbled to dust. Became useless.
The moment I saw her, caught her scent, all I wanted was to be near her, to hold her, to touch her.
And God, I wanted to f**k her.
To claim her so utterly that her consciousness frayed, leaving her to curl beneath me, crying out my name over and over.
Last night, holding her as she slept yet doing nothing, had been pure torture.
My muscles were wound tight, my desire a fever burning through my veins, threate
