“Because I have no plan of stopping.”

Those words alone were enough to make Gavriel lose his restraint. He moved like a beast released from its cage, crashing his lips against Althea’s as one hand slid to her dress. With surprising ease, he undid it, and Althea barely realized what was happening until the fabric slipped from her body and fell softly to the floor.

The next thing she knew, she was standing before him with nothing but her lower undergarment on. A rush of cool air brushed ...