~Annalyn POV~
I turned slowly and he stepped out of the shadows without a word, completely naked, his eyes glowing with hunger, muscles taut with restraint. Celix's body glistened faintly, like he'd been running, or hunting.
He didn't say anything else, he didn't have to because we both knew why I came closer after seeing him naked.
His gaze swept over me and my robe was still barely tied, I hadn't worn anything under it. My body felt cold and craving for his dick, suddenly my robe slipped off my shoulder, and I didn't fix it, not this moment because that was what I actually wanted.
"You shouldn't be out here alone," he said, like he meant it, but his eyes said something else and his voice was barely audible and rough.
"I'm not alone," I answered, stepping closer. "Lucas might be closer."
"I don't care," Celix's voice was soft and something changed in his face then, the way his eyes flicked to my neck...to the mark Lucas had left, his jaw clenched.
"He already claimed you."
