He licked one coral nipple into his mouth.
She moaned with pleasure, her hands tightening in his hair.
A bolt of need went through him, and he fed mercilessly on her small breasts, sucking them half into his mouth.
Her sounds filled the room, making him dizzy with need as he licked a trail down her belly to her thighs.
“Khall,” she murmured breathlessly.
“Lie down,” he told her, his voice furious with unsatisfied desire.
She crawled onto his bed immediately, lying back on the pillows and spreading her thighs, like the sweet, bad girl he loved and hungered for.
The honeyed, spicy scent of her filled his senses and he prayed he could bring her to the edge of pleasure without driving himself mad.