Nico threw his damp towel aside and stood by the edge of the bed, completely naked. His dark eyes burned with territorial fire as he watched her.
And the look in his eyes, Mara knew the shower had just been a frantic desperation… a starving man's first taste.
Now he wanted the full feast.
Mara stopped in the center of the Persian rug and held his gaze.
Slowly, she let the towel drop. It pooled silently at her feet, leaving her bare and exposed under his scorching stare.
Nico's jaw clenched so hard a muscle ticked.
He crossed the room in three powerful strides, grabbed her by the waist, and threw her backward onto the bed.
She bounced once on the thick mattress, cool silk sheets sliding sensually against her overheated skin.
Before she could push up on her elbows, Nico was crawling over her like a predator.
He pinned both her wrists above her head with one massive hand, his heavy body settling between her spread thighs.
