Verena 

“Spread your legs wide for me,” Daxton’s voice cracked through my body like a whip. 

I had been bare before him several times than I could even count. But this moment felt different. Not with the way those lust-hooded gazes held mine. Not with the insatiable hunger that burned in them. 

He wanted to devour me and that turned me on.

I crushed my thighs tighter, like it would soothe the ache between them and hide my dripping wetness. I could see the impatience growing in his eyes and I wanted to tease him, push him to the edge until—

A sharp slap that sent electricity sparking through my...