She gave me a careful look, studying my face with an intensity that made the air between us thicken. My gaze locked onto hers, and for a moment the atmosphere crackled with something I couldn't name — a heat that had nothing to do with temperature. The charge between us was so palpable I could have sworn I saw our breath mist in the space between us, though no such thing was visible.
Lady Yuan lowered her gaze. The motion was soft, almost demure, but there was nothing demure about the effect it had on me. The gesture was sensual in a way that bypassed thought entirely, hypnotic, and something within me stirred — not in my groin, but deeper. From the core of my soul, a power rose like a mountain pushing through earth.
'Is it the Oath doing this?'
Granted, I felt like I wanted to rush straight at her and bury my cock inside her until neither of us could stand. That part was certainly me.
