Althea gasped, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest to steady herself. Gavriel’s eyes darkened as they locked on hers. His lips brushed her ear, the rough command vibrating through her. “Ride me.”

Gavriel’s grip on her hips tightened, holding her exactly where he wanted. Althea’s breath hitched, her chest brushing against his as he pulled her closer still. Her hands pressed against him, trembling, but his strength made resistance useless.

“You test me, Althea,” he ...