Kyou held her still with his livid glare. She dared to use such power against him and actually expect it to do harm? He could feel the power hum through his body as it seemed to purposely awaken every nerve ending… as if calling to its mate. By the gods, did she not know it wouldn’t hurt him?
His highborn guardian blood raged… this time with desire that he refused to let her see in his eyes or in his expression. Despite this, it made him angry that she was treating him as though he were a lowly demon attempting to force itself upon her… he was so much more.
“Turn,” He snarled out through thinned lips, his breathing heavy. She had yet to learn the lesson to never defy him.
Kyoko bent to pick up the towel, but dropped it again, startled by his loud warning growl. Hurriedly she turned her
