His heat engulfed her, and despite everything she’d been through, Loren relented to the embrace. Eagerly. Too eagerly.

She couldn’t get enough of him—of his heat, his scent. She needed him closer. Her body went limp as her chin settled against the hard line of his shoulder. Nose buried against his flesh, she inhaled, and the rush of his scent in her lungs was… Incomparable. Her belly flipped. The pressure between her legs was a constant ache—but it didn’t feel wrong. Nothing to be ashamed of. Her reaction just meant…