Lily groaned, her lips parting voluntarily as he, at last, claimed her mouth in a demanding kiss."Rhye," she groaned."You smell of vanilla and something else. I could drown in that scent.""You smell of power," she whispered against his lips. "Like an assault of lightning.""Does lightning have a scent?" he teased, his hands compulsively stroking the curve of her back. He could have had her in his arms for an eternity and still it would not be long enough.Because this is where she belongs.Where she will always belong.The disturbing words floated through his mind before he could halt them."Raw energy, hunger, and needs," she retorted, moaning as his tongue traced the edge of her lower lip. "Dangerous…unpredictable…""Oh, I can be very predictable, little witch," Rhye corrected, grasping her hand to gently place it against his pulsing arousal.Her breath caught as her fingers traced his hard cock straining against his zipper, her eyes darkening with awareness of her feminine power
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