Riley's POV

“How do you know that name?” I asked again, my voice cracking because no one had ever called me Aemoria except one person, and this beast standing naked in front of me should not know it. My heart slammed painfully against my ribs.

He did not answer immediately. He only stared down at me with those glowing amber eyes that felt far too familiar and far too dangerous at the same time. 

He stood so close that I could feel the heat radiating off his skin, and his cock that washard and heavy between us, brushing against my stomach every time he took a breath.

Slowly, he lifted...