Catarina’s eyes glowed at him, going from a brilliant cobalt to a deep violet. Her skin was nearly translucent, burning like the exotic cat’s eyes. She had never looked so alluring or passionate. Her gaze devoured him, hot and hungry, her need as primal as his own. His blood surged hotly, flowing like lava in his veins. His body had already been on fire, but now, drinking in the pheromones her body was throwing off and seeing a look of such stark hunger on her face, there was no going back. No stopping.

“Eli.” Catarina sounded frightened. “I’m burning up. Seriously burning up and I need you inside me, right now.” Desperation edged her voice.

She couldn’t stop moving, squirming, rubbing her thighs together. One hand drifted down past her belly to the junction between her legs. He could see the tiny beads of honey still dampening her mound and creaming her thighs. She curled her fingers into her, working them with soft little pants. Her other hand went to her left breast, finger and thumb tugging at her nipple. She threw back her head, a moan escaping.

Eli thought he might explode just watching her. He still tasted her in his mouth. He breathed her scent into his lungs, the hot, needy siren’s call of honeysuckle and spice. She was wild, writhing on the bed, pleading with him, and he’d never seen anything more beautiful.

He stood up abruptly and caught at her wrist, the hand at her breast. He yanked her up, right off the bed and his mouth came down on hers. Hard. Brutal. Savagely. He heard his own feral growl as he took her mouth, sharing the taste with her, kissing her over and over.

He was savage, a wildfire out of control. He devoured her mouth. Fed on her. Gave her no chance to breathe or think. He poured himself into her, every bit of himself, giving her everything he was or would ever be. His hands were rough sliding over her skin, claiming her, fingers biting deep.

The little desperate noises she made, a keening coming from her throat nearly drove him mad. He could feel her nipples, hard and erect, pressed tight against his chest. With her every ragged breath, her breasts rose, dragging the stiff pinpoints of sensitivity against his muscles.

He pushed her against the wall, his hands coming up to capture the soft weight of her breasts, bringing them up as he bent his head to draw her left breast deep into his mouth. He used his fingers ruthlessly, tugging and rolling her right nipple, so that electric shocks spread from his fingers straight to her clit.