Evergreen (Evergreen, #1)

by Autumn Woods

I allow myself a long, lazy look down her body. She’s athletic, with a small waist that gives way to the gentle curve of her hips and strong, toned thighs. Her top is low cut, revealing miles of tanned skin. She smells the same as the day I met her, like roses and honey. "Want to try again and be a little more subtle?” She asks, once my gaze lands back on her eyes. "Not particularly, no." What in the name of all that is holy am I doing? For someone with famous self-control, I’m not doing a good job of it now. But I need to touch her. I tuck some hair behind her ear, her gaze locked on mine. She is quiet for once, brown eyes looking up at me. "Don't look at me like that," she whispers, but she leans in closer to me, her tongue darting out to her lower lip for a split second. "I'm not looking at you like anything," I reply, my hand snaking up her waist. I have a terrible feeling that now I know what it is to have my hands on her, once will never be enough. I run a gentle hand over her throat, watching goosebumps rise on her beautiful skin. The air is so thick with desire that I could pierce it with a knife. Long black eyelashes flutter shut, her head tipping back. Something about that action has me aching with want for her. I want to show her what I could do to her, to help her find her limits for pleasure and pain. To give her an outlet for this pent-up energy that is overflowing from her every vein. I want to bask in the Shadow Commander and all the sacred air around her. ...