My breath snagged in my chest as a sudden memory rose: a cold night under crimson leaves, his body hot and hard behind mine, his hand between my thighs. A warm, shivery sensation radiated from my core, so intense that it silenced everything, even the throbbing pain in my head. Even the hunger. I remembered. We’d been in the Blood Forest with others, though I’d known him by a different name then. There were guards. But that hadn’t mattered. Another shudder raced through me. He had been the first to give me pleasure with his touch. He’d been my first for everything.
