Chapter 113

He'd dropped his hands to cup her thighs, his fingertips teasing up the facets of her legs, raising the hair there and making her shiver with anticipation.

But his eyes have been locked on hers and his face… he'd by no means regarded pretty so a lot like the wolf that lived in his skin, and but she wasn't afraid. He was hungry for her—and she desired to be devoured.

The water splashed and rippled as he raised a hand, his eyes sliding down her face, her neck, lower. His jaw slackened and he drew two fingers along her collarbone, catching the strands of wet hair stuck there and pushing them returned over her shoulder, so slowly it nearly tickled.

His throat bobbed and his students acquired even greater as he gazed down on her.

“So beautiful,” he murmured, letting those fingers trail down to her nipple again, to circle and tease.

Amelia tried no longer to embarrass herself, but she knew he'd experience her breathing quicken. He may want