Elena POV
I gaped at Draven dumbstruck, yet my heart, treacherous thing, pounded wildly in my chest.
Did he actually just say that or was I hearing things now?
My breath caught in my throat as I imagined his hands, his mouth on me, the way mine had been on him, stroking me, teasing me. I could scarcely breathe.
I raised my eyes to him only to find him already watching me. His lazy golden gaze stroked me all over, raising a heat beneath my skin, deep in the places hidden away by my clothing. I thought it would burn me to a crisp until there was nothing left of me.
I grimaced slightly. “I…I haven’t had my bath since we came back from the gallery.”
“I don’t care.” He drawled in that low, deep voice that sent sparks up my brain and made me lose my reason. “I want to make you feel as goo
