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The way he said it made her want him to look at her.

His eyes were mercury bright against the dark fringe

of his lashes, and the look he settled on her was hotter

than an arc welder, searing her, making every nerve in

her body jump to electric alert.

Hard-edged lust boiled her blood, electrified her

skin.

She’d made her choice, and she intended to enjoy

it. So she dropped her hands back to rest against the

glass tile of the shower stall, palms flat, back arched.

Her nipples puckered; her pulse raced.

“So look.”

His gaze slid from her face to her neck, lingered on

her breasts, then moved lower, nice and slow and

smooth, molten silver leaving a track of heat in its

wake.

She did her own perusal, taking in the shadows and

angles of his face, the corded muscle of his arms, the

swell of his pectorals, the flat, hard planes of his belly.

Lust, raw and ragged, tore through her.Just lust.She

wasn’t about to give it more significance than that.

When they were done with each other, bodies sated,

dark needs quenched, he’d still be a soul reaper, son of

Sutekh, and she’d still be Otherkin, a Daughter of Aset.

But in this moment, they were just two creatures,

two beings, sleek and hungry and oh-so-ready.

Reaching up, she dragged the heavy mass of her wet

hair back, baring her shoulders, her breasts. Then she

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