Heat of the Everflame (Kindred's Curse, #3)

by Penn Cole

“Diem, when you and I finally get a night alone together, looking will be the least of what I do to you.”

“Desire?” He gave a dark, throaty laugh. “Desire is a pathetic word for what I feel for you. I require you. I am sustained by you. You are the flame that fuels my fire. Don’t you dare question that—not for a second.”

“Show me your worst, my darling, and I’ll show you how far my love can go.”

“I’ve imagined this a thousand times since I knelt for you that day at the palace. I thought you’d taste like the forest.” He laughed darkly, the deep rumble vibrating through every nerve. “But you taste like fire.”