Chapter 62

With Khelt and Erech, Netya has always taken her pleasure from the feeling of being claimed in the most physical way possible by a male. Their strength and eagerness to slake their lust had been exciting, effortlessly awakening the primal urges of a woman within her.

If not for the way Caspian was treating her at that moment, she might never have realized there was a very different side to the pleasures she could experience at the hands of a man.

There was strength and power, yes, and she relished the gentle dig of Caspian’s thumbs pressing against her stomach, but his true hold over her came from the way he played on her urges, binding her to him with an invisible leash of desire. Every time he slowed or paused, the hot place within her belly squirmed in desperation.

She felt that she would do anything for him if only he would let her recapture that pleasure once again. She needed it. She needed him to give it to her, and the knowledge that he could exert such a h