Neveah grinned lazily. Her cheeks were flushed, her skin glistened with perspiration, her hair was damp with the water from the moon pool and her eyes were hooded, basking in the aftermath of Xenon's lovemaking.
She was stunning. Jian didn't think it was possible to be more beautiful than she already was.
But now, he knew better.
A well-satiated Veah was a new discovery. The object of his darkest desires...desires he only came to understand in this moment.
And now that he'd seen her like this , he couldn't unsee it.
He didn't want to break her, he realized. He wanted her broken...ready, needing,
What he would do, was shatter her completely.
"I won't ask if you can still handle me." He said, voice low and warning. His eyes still devouring her body.
She laughed lazily, like one high on nectar. Or something stronger. "We both know...I was made for you..."
