Lethia truly wouldn't mind if she and Renar gave in to each other right now. She was already drenched in arousal, her body aching with need. But if she let herself go and shoved on him like this, she'd feel like a bitch forcing herself on him.
Instinctively, she crossed her arms over her chest, her skin prickling as Renar's fingers remained on her back. The light touch made her bite her lower lip, a shiver running through her.
"You… don't you remember?" Lethia asked, her cheeks flushing.
"The last thing I remember is coming in and locking my door. Did I turn into a beast and force you into this?"
She saw the way his ears tinged red. She wondered how hard he was fighting his arousal, trying to make sense of what had happened between them. A strange pang of sympathy hit her because he looked so lost.
