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The intensity of her desire was a wild, unquenchable fire that seared through every fiber of her being. Her breaths came in sharp, ragged gasps as she tried to gather her scattered thoughts. But each attempt to regain control only seemed to fuel the flames, the relentless need coursing through her veins with a fury that left her trembling and weak. Her heart pounded in her chest, a maddening rhythm that echoed the reckless desire threatening to consume her. Delaeni's body betrayed her, each shiver betraying her raw need for Azrael, the teasing touches sending electric shivers coursing through her. The promise of relief was tantalizingly close, yet tormentingly out of reach.

The touch was an unholy caress against her skin, stoking the chaotic storm within her. His presence was an intoxicating force, a dark allure that sent spiraling shivers reverberating through her. She had an ingrained fear of him - as she did all the Saxe. That was how she was conditioned to be. But even now, she couldn’t help herself as she pressed closer to him, her body betraying her to yield to the magnetic pull of his touch, her mind helplessly ensnared in a fog of insatiable desire. The scent of him, that wild tang of masculinity, filled her senses and she felt a shiver run down her spine at his touch, the corners of her lips flattening - as she pulled them tight. His low voice purred down to her, coaxing her closer against his side with a softness that held an edge of command. The words he whispered were smooth, like the cool river stones beneath her paws, yet they held an undertow of darkness that threatened to sweep her away.

There was some degree of exchange between him and Cierzo, but she couldn’t concentrate on the words long enough to gather what was being said. But as Azrael stood up- left her side, it was if she could breathe again. Her chest heaved with the relief, the cool air rushing in to soothe her flaming lungs. But his absence was short-lived. He was back by her side, his scent snaking its way back up her nostrils and igniting that maddening heat all over again. Her whole body thrummed with it. And as he rubbed his side against her’s, she nearly lost her composure then and there.

And then his words came tumbling forth, dripping with sultry promises and the insinuation of relief from the unbearable heat that had enraptured her body. Her head bowed, refusing to make eye contact with him, but unable to prevent her own eyes locked onto the tantalizing sight between his thighs. The nervous flutter in her chest escalated into a flock of wild birds thrashing against her rib cage. She hesitated, torn between the primal need gnawing at her core and the fear of breaking a rule. She couldn’t think clearly. Could no longer rationalize what she wanted versus what she was supposed to do. Her voice was just a whisper, caught by the chill wind and lost, “W-wha … what would y-you have m-me do … sir?” She whined, while fighting to turn her gaze away from him, knowing that he held all the power in this situation. Each second felt like an eternity as she struggled to maintain her fleeting composure.

"Delaeni Terblanche"