Kiss of the Basilisk (Split or Swallow, #1)

by Lindsay Straube

He wanted her more than life itself because a life without her wasn’t one he cared to live.

He was breathtakingly intuitive—changing his rhythm based on the sounds she made, applying pressure exactly where and when she wanted it. He was listening to her, and she wasn’t even talking.

Leo watched her in amazement. “You’re so gorgeous, Tem,” he whispered, his lips drifting to her neck. “So fucking stunning.” She grasped a handful of his hair. “So are you.” Leo let out a soft laugh, pulling her down onto the bed. “Is that right?” “Yes. Boys can be pretty too, Leo.”