Roxy's POV
This burning feeling in my chest...it descended down to my abdomen. Right above my pelvis, like a hard heated rock was placed on it which was yearning to be scratched.
"Amazing slice through the new Shifter, by the way. I loved cutting him in half after you..." My voice was sultry, but no where near as representing of the heat in my body. My arms wrapped around his neck tighter, going on my tippy toes as his lips were still higher than mine. Tilting my head up, I tried to kiss him.
But...a different pair of hands engulfed me from behind. Their hands were so soft, so recognizable like I have known their touch my whole entire life.
He was shorter than Cyrus, just a bit. Not as muscular either from the way his roughed up, hairy arms looked. Who was he? Why was he so comfortable with me?
