If Laurent was distracted by those kisses, Damen was consumed by them. He drank them up, arching into the drape of Laurent's body around him, not needing any answer by that. If he could have stayed in this moment forever, he would have. He did his best. He could feel each pulse around him, the soft appeals of Laurent's flesh tugging at his senses.

"Is that so?" Dazed with ecstasy and lust, Damen gazed up at him from half-lidded eyes. Already the clenches were rousing him, inexplicably fast. "Do your worst."