“I have something I need to do, but no, I didn’t change my mind.”
“Thank the gods.” My lips were on hers before I’d finished speaking. Tasting. Taking. Exploring her mouth as her unique flavor exploded on my tongue. She tasted of chocolate and berries, of sweet, submissive female. She opened for me at once, her lips clinging to mine. She lifted her hands and buried her fingers in the hair at the base of my neck, pulling me close as her body trembled in my arms. Her passion was gasoline on an already burning fire, my beast raging now, nearly impossible to control.
Elena tore her lips from mine. I refocused my attention on her neck. The swell of her breasts. Her hands remained in my hair, tugging me this way and that, making demands I was only too eager to meet. I used one hand to lift her
