Her body craved his. She needed him inside her.

Where his skin touched hers, it felt like there was a current of pure magic between them. It was enough to boil her veins.

Armel stepped towards her, ready to claim her in the way every other Ren claimed their mate. It might not be as magical as having a silver fox say a few words about destiny and choice but it was love and lust combined in the perfect dance of two souls.

This time Bae's moan was not soft. It was a howl of pure exaltation.

Her fingers itched to reach out for him, to touch him. He was hers. All hers.

Dressed, Armel was a man to be reckoned with. Naked, he was beyond intimidating.