That first kiss started a fire, but the taste of his blood on her tongue ignited an inferno that rivaled the heart of a star. To shed blood in defense of another was an act of valor, to offer blood in atonement was an act of honor, but to share blood like this was an intimacy few of her people ever experienced before they took mates. She slid one hand out of his hair to stroke down his body, exploring the hard expanse of his shoulders and back as he kissed her with an intensity that made her toes curl. His cock was as hard as the titanium staff he’d been fighting with earlier, and each time she arched her back it brought her into contact with every thick inch of his erection. Hunger and lust combined in a heady scent that made her head spin every time she inhaled, and every part of her body ached with the need to be touched. “I want you, T’karra. You have no fucking idea how much. If you have any doubts, say so now, because this is your only chance.”
