Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

she knew he cared for her, he did not love her. she had been too late to the party, her long journey was a waste. he moved then, her eyes opened once more as he first moved away. her hooded eyes met his and she felt the heat sizzle just slightly, baby blue to grey skies. then he touched her, pressing against her. the embers crackled once more, setting the fire. burning everywhere he touched, she pushed against him. she had not control, she moved slightly. her body shivered but she was not cold, no she was burning alive. 

that’s what you want? are you sure?

he looked at her but it was easy to tell that she desired one thing, she needed this, wanted this. "yes." it was simple, she needed him more than anything and she knew she would not get the emotions she wanted but she did not care. as she said, she could share. minori could be his mate, she was the other woman. she was the one always there, she even had the attraction to the dark warrior girl. "don't you?" she finally asked, brushing her cheeck against his. her tail swayed once more, and again her body shivered.