Kraven lowered his veil, leaning down to her face until they were mere inches apart.
"The last thing you want to do is lie to my face."
She gulped. "I don't want to be a burden," she confessed.
"No one said you were, love."
She looked away, unable to hide the emotions drawn on her face. She felt his grip under her chin, forcing her to face him.
Their stare lingered, but Kraven was the first to crack the quiet challenge as his gaze lowered hotly on her lips.
They were slightly apart and seduced him far stronger than he anticipated.
The taste of her was still branded on his lips, but it was slowly losing its flavor. He wanted more. He wanted more taste, more bites, he just wanted to feel her.
His desire for her for the last two moons has grown strongly to the point that his thirst went into a complete stillness whenever he was around her.
All he could think about was the thought of having her under his touch.
