His hands bracketed her head, his body covering hers with protective possessiveness, every line of him aligned with every curve of her. The jasmine enchantment swirled between them, her scales shimmered in the moonlight, and Lu Yuze looked down at her with eyes that had gone dark with desire and intent.
"My turn," he said, his voice rough and promising, carrying the weight of everything he'd denied himself for so long and everything he was about to claim. "And I'm not going to be nearly as patient as you were."
His mouth descended to hers in a consuming kiss, one hand sliding down her body with purpose, ready to show her exactly what twelve years of celibate need felt like when finally, completely unleashed.
