She began to crawl forward on all fours with her long tongue out, her movements blurring with lethal, hungry intent as she closed the distance between them like a predator cornering a helpless prey.
Quinlan's fingers gripped the crimson sheets as he ignored the lingering tremors in his legs and forced his gaze upward to meet those frantic, swirling pink eyes.
The predatory hunger in Nyxara's expression would have triggered a flight response in a lesser being, but his blood burned with a different kind of fire. He bared his teeth in a snarl that was full of defiance and challenge.
"This is just the beginning, succubus," he rasped, his voice regaining its gravelly authority as he braced his elbows against the mattress. "I will never accept defeat against you."
Nyxara's reaction was immediate and visceral.
