I felt his teeth on my thigh again, slowly, tenderly.
“…don’t,” I pleaded.
“Be careful what you ask for; this is also new for me. I swear I’ve never before…”
That absolute and firm statement pierced my awareness like an arrow. He growled again, powerfully. The tingle deep in my stomach was delicious.
I made an effort to lift myself slightly on one elbow and look for his eyes. His lips were still moving over my leg toward my knee, his hand gripping my thigh fiercely. When we finally looked at each other, I understood perfectly: he was letting himself go, and that was the novelty for him. I accepted that Alexander had never before given himself the chance to do that—not when Anya might have suspected that something wasn’t right with her husband. I didn’t know whether to feel a strange ki
