His hot breath washed over her throat, and Marika stayed as still as she could, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Everything about him screamed predator, and for a moment, she expected to feel the sharpness of his teeth in her throat, like some kind of latter-day werewolf. Which was ridiculous… Edanians might be known for body modification, but she’d seen his teeth when he smiled. They were as blunt as hers.
Still, the feeling of danger persisted, and she trembled in his arms. Why hadn’t she stayed safely over on the other side of the room? Kicking herself, she would have called herself all kinds of a fool if she wasn’t so frozen in place by his nearness. She should fight, get away from him. His touch was like a drug and she stayed still. Besides, fighting him would be pointless. He was hug
