Sephora's POV
Excitement surged through me. He looked grim and forbidding, his face etched with lines from the battle, his hair flowing like silk and his body so hard with his need for me. But it was his eyes, the deep hunger, and the way he looked as if he were starving for my body that set my pulse pounding. The way he looked as if nothing could or would stop his possession of me.
I needed that look. I craved a man who wanted me so much that nothing could stand in his way. I didn't care if that made me strange, it was who I was, who my wolf was. I wanted that implacable resolve. My hands wanted to be all over him. I wanted his body, mouth, and everything. I wanted to prolong the moment. Heighten his desire. I wanted to see his eyes glaze with the same brutal hunger clawing at me.
Kin
