Ravensblood Forest A Reoccurring Dream

He took advantage of her position and pinned her down as he rested his teeth against her throat, making her freeze any struggling that may have still been going on. But before she could think about what to do next, his teeth were gone, replaced by his warm tongue as he made his way up her neck. She held his gaze, her own heating as he reached her jaw and delivered nibbles along it. She had other things on her mind by that point too, so when he declared that he was done sparring, she had no problem switching gears to something more playful. 


She nipped gently at his ear before he pulled back, but his next words had her freezing again. His murmured compliment caused a fluttering in her chest and stomach. She wondered if he even knew the extent of the effect he had on her. And the look in his eyes when she lifted her own to meet his gaze—she couldn't handle it. She nuzzled the soft fur of his neck, overcome by the moment. And because she couldn't help herself, she teasingly responded with: Are you trying to seduce me because you thought I might win? The words were playful but breathy, and her tone was as heated as her blood.