His laugh was low, dangerous. "Your heart gives you away, little trouble." One finger traced the hollow of her throat, barely grazing her skin but leaving fire in its wake. "Like right now... it's racing. Is that fear?" His eyes locked with hers, pupils blown wide with desire. "Or something else?"
She couldn't breathe, couldn't think. Not with him looking at her like she was something he wanted to devour whole.
"Tell me what happened with Harlan," he demanded, his voice impossibly deeper.
She explained in fragments, distracted by his proximity, by the way his eyes dropped to her lips whenever she paused for breath. When she mentioned the beast and the light, something shifted in his expression.
"And which do you think you are?" His thumb brushed her bottom lip, the touch so l
