“What’s that? She whispered, raising up on her elbows.
“Ssh. Lie back. Remember?” She caught a glimpse of something in his eyes, but he glanced down too quickly. The down comforter seduced her, her body too sated to move.
“Our arrangement forbids you to use your powers.”
“Arrangement? Well, it’s good to know that memory is still in tact.” He gazed at her, irritation and desire evident in his stormy gray eyes, and her traitorous body bowed, drawn to him.
He leaned over her. “So exotic.”
She hissed, claws unsheathed, coiled to strike like his mysterious ball of light.