Lucian groaned—an unrestrained, guttural sound—and Selis felt the solid weight of his arousal pressing against her palm, hardening under her touch. Her own pulse kicked up at the realization.
Selis blinked, taken aback. So the stoic, infuriating Captain could react like this . . . Not even Tessa's much-gossiped-about curves had ever made him so much as blink.
Yet here he was, his body betraying every wall he'd tried to keep between them.
"I guess you're still a man after all," she murmured, her voice husky, teasing—but with a flicker of wonder she couldn't quite hide.
Lucian's jaw tightened, his eyes burning into hers as if he were deciding whether to sunk his fangs unto her again . . . or make her regret testing him.
Selis's hand lingered against him, her touch light and slow, as if testing the boundaries of the man who seemed untouchable to everyone else.
