Hydra lay down on the silky sheets, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body thrumming with a mixture of exhaustion and a terrifying, insatiable need.
The taste of him still lingered on her tongue, thick and heady, but it wasn't enough. Her core ached with a hollow, pulsing heat that demanded to be filled.
She watched him with wide, pleading eyes as Jax sat beside her, his gaze roaming over her exposed form like a predator surveying its kill.
Jax reached out, his hand sliding down her flank, tracing the curve of her hip before moving inward to rest possessively against her lower abdomen.
His palm radiated a heat that seeped through her skin, settling deep in her pelvis. He pressed down firmly, and Hydra whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily against his hand.
"Did you know?" Jax murmured, his voice a low, dangerous purr against her ear. "That you've been ready for me since the moment we met?"
