Xeon’s hand moved to stroke her throat, then upward to caress her chin. "Open your mouth. I want to taste you." She obeyed him. It was an invasion, relentless but oddly exciting. He probed her mouth, touching her tongue until she was gasping for breath. He raised his head and smiled down at her. He ran his fingers along the line of her jaw, back to circle her ears and pull the hair from her face. He looked thoughtful as he smoothed her hair on the pillow, forming a cloud of gold around her face.
"Let’s try again," Xeon said. He lowered his face, and this time she didn’t start at the touch of his lips. She parted her lips this time without instruction from him and felt a jolt of warmth surge in her belly at the touch of his tongue. He said, his warm breath filling her mouth, "Think of me c
