Kael's body hovered over mine. His mouth was already on me, dragging slow, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw, down my neck, back to my ear again, making it impossible to breathe, let alone think.
"Kael…" I breathed, weakly, not even sure what I was trying to say.
His lips brushed mine, soft, wet, dangerous. "Come on, Aria. Show me what you were doing."
"No," I whispered, trying to turn my face away in some desperate show of dignity.
But he grabbed my jaw, firm and unyielding, forcing me to look at him. "Eyes on me. You were touching yourself earlier weren't you? Then why have you turned so shy."
God. The heat between my legs doubled, then tripled, and I hadn't even started again.
"You're such a pervert," I muttered breathlessly, biting my lip as I glared at him, even though I was melting inside.
Kael's eyes darkened with amusement. "I'm not the one caught with her fingers buried between her thighs."
My gaze dropped, and there it was.
