The words, a low, possessive murmur against her lips, sent a fresh jolt of anticipation through Nulissa's spent body.
She felt a bone-deep satisfaction, a languid contentment that was the aftermath of their passionate lovemaking, but Jax's promise of "more fun" was a spark that threatened to ignite the embers of her desire into a raging inferno once more.
He began to move, his body a heavy, comforting weight that she was reluctant to lose. He pushed himself up, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he braced his arms on either side of her head.
He looked down at her, his golden eyes soft and sated, but with a new, predatory glimmer already beginning to stir in their depths.
With a final, lingering kiss, he pulled out of her, leaving her feeling suddenly, achingly empty. He rose from the bed, standing before her in all his naked, glorious majesty.
