Ren's entire body tensed. She couldn't help it.
She inadvertently pressed her thighs together, her fists clenching at her sides as a wave of heat pooled low in her belly. There was no underwear beneath her skirt to block the evidence of her arousal, and in the humid, still air of the forest, the scent was intoxicatingly strong for a predator's sensitive nose.
Vex stood there, unabashed. Aside from the luxurious red fox fur coat draped over his shoulders, he was wearing only a simple leather loincloth. And right now, that loincloth was fighting a losing battle against a very obvious, very enthusiastic erection.
He didn't try to hide it. In fact, he seemed proud of it.
Vex looked at Ren, his eyes dark with hunger. He reached out, his thumb tracing the curve of her pink, swollen lips where he had just ravaged them.
"One day," he purred, his voice dropping an octave, "you will beg me to make you orgasm."
