Everything in her stopped.

Her fight, her thoughts, her heart, her very breath all ground to a halt when he kissed her.

Sensations she had never known took her over. Erik's lips were soft, so warm and firm against her own. Gently he moved them against hers, and eventually she began to follow his movements. Mya did not feel the shift in her blood lust, did not even sense that it had started to die down, that the emotions that had once powered her change were now morphing into ...