Chapter 81

He’d been behaving. Hell, he’d practically been a saint. What other alchemist could have resisted the urge to strip off her sparkly gown and breathe fire over her luminous flesh?

Now Kain’s hands reached to cup her face as his head lowered. He pressed his lips against her soft mouth. Passion blasted through him. Immediate, white-hot and shockingly vast.

Her lips were lush and soft and spiced with sweet temptation. The taste flooded his senses, as intoxicating as demon’s brew.

There was a rustle of silk as she stepped closer, allowing the heat of her alchemist to play over his body. Kain groaned, his fingers skimming down the side of her neck.

Her skin glowed brighter, her eyes shimmering with breathtaking beauty. The sight ignited his flames, and they danced around them as his alchemist snarled in an effort to be let free.

Danger. Danger. Danger.

The word whispered in the back of his mind, and with a muttered curse, he forced himself to pull away.