Raegar's breath caught in his throat as he sat up while gazing down at Drusilla, who was trembling from the aftershocks of the climax. The Fairy was breathing heavily, and eyes flickered with a predatory hunger.
In one quick motion, she pushed him back onto the sheets, the bed creaking softly under his weight as she asserted dominance. She gave him a wicked smile full of lust, sending a shiver racing down his spine.
The room seemed to shrink, the world narrowing to the heat of the Fairy's touch and the pull of the girl's otherworldly presence. Slowly, deliberately, she began the descent, fingers trailing lightly over his chest, each touch igniting sparks beneath his skin.
Drusilla's movements were both worshiping and claiming him. She settled between his legs, breath warm against his skin. Big blue eyes locked onto his in a silent challenge, daring him to surrender.
