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“Woof, woof,” Thana said.

“Oh, I like it when you’re being sassy. Feel like sticking around here, or would you like to go for a ride?” he asked, and held out his right hand.

“I feel like the fly, and you’re the spider tempting me up the stairs.” Thana trailed her finger up his chest, making him shiver.

“Mmm. "Will you walk into my parlour? Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy, Thana dear,” he quoted.

Thana’s other arm wrapped around his neck. He could feel her hardened nipples brush against his chest through the thin layers of fabric. Shit, she was more than sexy. Thana was the complete package. He’d heard humans call females a smoke show, and thought it the weirdest saying, but fuck all if Thana was the definition of one. He wanted to undress and see her without a stitch on.

He watched her swallow. His fangs ached to trace her throat and sink inside her.

“You have a very naughty look on your face, Severin. I don’t think I’ll make it out of your parlour alive.” Thana kissed his chin, trailing her lips along his jaw until she reached his ear.

“You’re playing with fire, leanabh-nighean.” Severin wrapped his hand around her slim throat.

“Hmm, I don’t usually like pet names, but hearing you call me baby girl with your hand around my throat makes me have all kinds of dirty thoughts.” Thana licked her lips.

Severin tightened his hold. “If you’re still able to talk without gasping, I’m not doing it right.”

Thana tried to wrap her hand around Severin’s wrist that held her throat. The male’s wrist was massive, as she’d expected. The very idea of feeling him, raw and untamed, deep within her sent shivers throughout her body.

“Damn, whatever you’re thinking has you wet and is making me even harder.”

“So arrogant,” she whispered. Standing on her toes, she bit his earlobe.

“Like I said. You’re playing with fire.” Severin blurred them, and then, before she could stop him, he flashed them to the rooftop from the night before.

“What the hell, Sev?” Thana stumbled as he released her.

Severin’s hands pulled her back into his embrace. His warm hands made her feel safe and treasured.

“We’re not jumping from here, are we?” she asked, gripping his shirt.

“Only if it’s naked jumping.” Severin licked his lips.

A cool breeze brushed over her flesh. Her hands touched warm, muscled skin. “Do you just snap and make females’ clothing disappear on command?”

He smiled down at her. “Only females I want to fuck. And that has been less than two.” He held up one finger.

Her eyes had to be bugging out of her head at his declaration. No way did he mean she was the first female he’d zapped clothes off of.

Severin nodded. “It’s true. I’ve never wanted a female with a burning passion as I do with you.”

She loved the thought of making love to him, but didn’t want the first time to be on the top of a roof. She wanted time to explore and be explored.

“This is amazing, but what I—” Severin cut Thana’s words off with his lips, sealing his mouth over hers.

“Trust me, leanabh-nighean.” He swept her into his arms. Thana buried her face into the crook of his neck, feeling like a young girl on her first date. Well, if first dates were more like Adam and Eve, mixed with flying through the night like air, that is.

“Why do I feel like flying through storms with you wouldn’t be all that bad?” she asked.

“Maybe because you know I’d always protect and respect every bit of your value.” He set her down on what she realized was a soft faux rug in the middle of a stone cave.

With his hands holding her hips, she felt exposed, unlike she’d ever been before. No, she wasn’t a virgin. Hell, she was hundreds of years old, but it had been years since she’d been with a male. When she tried to remember the last time, her mind couldn’t recall the date or even who.

“Is this your place?” Lame, so freaking lame, Thana.

“It’s a place.” He let out a sigh.