Ereshia silenced her with a look, a knowing, wicked smile. Then she bent low, disappearing beneath the water, and Chloe’s world shattered.

The contrast between the cool water and Ereshia’s searing warmth was intoxicating, her tongue a brand against Chloe’s skin. Chloe gasped, her hands clutching the edge of the tub as if to anchor herself, her body arching slightly, craving more.

Ereshia’s mouth moved lower, her kisses deliberate, each one a promise and a threat. Her teeth grazed ...