Healing

She sat back up and caught his collar, drawing him slowly back down to her. Teasing him with her lingering gaze. Beckoning him to do unholy things to her.

Tempting him nearly beyond his endurance.

“No, Nim.” He forced the words out through gritted teeth. Fighting all his own hunger to say them. “Though I’d love nothing more than to feel you, we don’t dare cause more injury now. Not when you are well enough to help me find him.”

“And fight.” She said viciously. Eyeing him to see if he’d argue. But he knew better than to try to tell her she couldn’t fight.

She’d never obey.

So, the less he harmed her now, the stronger she might be, by the time they found her monster.

He eyed her askance. “Then don’t tempt me, Woman. I’ve years of suppressed hunger for you.”

She gave a half smile and a hooded look that didn’t reassure him, she’d refrain from pressing him to the precipice of his control.

“Please.” He adde