Amma trembled under his touch as he began to tug, revealing the soft curve of her hip’s flesh and making him bite his lip. Then her eyes widened, and she sucked in an inhale so sharp, he stopped. As he released her, the trembling continued only beneath his knees. Of course it wasn’t her; it was the bloody cavern. Damien dropped his elbows onto Amma’s thighs and raked fingers through his hair. “It is as if some sadistic god refuses to allow this until an unknown objective is met,” he grumbled. “What in all the planes must I do to—”
