Of what I felt when he was near.
Dirty thoughts.
Thoughts I had no business having rushed to the forefront of my mind. Of Alex stripping every inch of clothing from my body — of his heat and mine joining — and then of ice so cold that it was hot filling my veins.
I sucked in a breath.
“Already his power grows.” Cassius eyed me cautiously. “If he can affect her even in a deep sleep.”
“Stay out of her head, Cass.” Stephanie touched his arm. “It isn’t polite.”
“Good thing I’m not polite.” He scowled and then smile
d as she reached for his hand and squeezed it. With a sigh, he hung his head as a few feathers seemed to ruffle and then calm before completely tucking back into his wings and disappearing altogether. “I’ll stop.”
The room wept with heat.
I felt it everywhere.
With a shudder, I leaned on the oak table just as a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.
And then Alex’s eyes opened.
They were a burning red.
I couldn’t breathe.
His grip was soft.
His stare penetrating as my body shook.
Waves of pleasure rushed over me until I was a sobbing mess, until tears collided with sweat.
Nostrils flaring, his eyes went from red to blue and back before his wild hair beamed at me like an electrocuted rainbow. If I had been in my right mind, I’d think he looked like a sexy unicorn.
But I wasn’t in my right mind.
My mind wasn’t my own.
It was his.
Some part of me told me to look away, to close my eyes, to ask for help, but a small voice told me the only way out was in.
It wasn’t my voice.
And it wasn’t one I recognized.
So I had no idea why I was listening.
For all I knew, I could be hallucinating.
The only way out is in.
So hot.
I was so hot.
I leaned into him as his grip lessened and then brushed a kiss across his scalding skin.