I can think of a few ways I wouldn't mind you taking control." He dropped his voice a few octaves, making his already deep voice even more delicious.

She was his life, his everything.

I’m not letting you go, Fiona,” he murmured before brushing his lips over hers. She tasted like heaven. And his. Only his. “I’m not going anywhere.

She turned to face him and suddenly he was all up in her space, his lips crushing hers. Just like that, another rush of heat spread through her, scorching and all-consuming. Groaning, he pulled back. “I’m sorry ---“ Keva grabbed his shirt, pulling him right back to her. Hell no. If he was going to start something, she was going to finish it.

He was absolutely beautiful. His wings were a waterfall of colors, mostly blue and silver, with subtle lavender undertones, creating a visual feast. His body was more silver than anything, his scales glittering, and the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. God, she wanted to see him in the air, soaring.

She couldn’t walk away from him again. Her heart couldn’t take it and she didn’t think his could either. When she'd left him, it had been like cutting off a limb. And she had, essentially. Because Ian was a part of her, embedded in her skin, her soul.

Want to feel you come around my cock,” he whispered darkly. “Want to hear you say you’re mine.” There was that bite of darkness to his words again.“I’m yours.” She could never be anyone else’s. That was a fact she knew without a doubt. “Say it again.” He thrust harder. “I’m yours, Ian.”He growled again, the sound as untamed as the male himself…

Good things are worth waiting for.

Females are complicated, wonderful creatures.