She was glad to hear he wasn't interested in monogamy. Dægmar had no desire to pledge herself fully to anyone. The only thing on the femme's mind right now was to ease her own suffering. She needed to cool this heat and it seemed not even the bitting breath of winter was enough to calm the fire bubbling in her abdomen. Lyon stated he was growing tired of their idle game.
Dægmar's shoulders rolled sensuously forward as her back dipped slightly, a contented sigh falling from her lips as she stretched. Half-lidded eyes gazed intently at the male. "Then perhaps it's time we stop playing games. I think you know what I want…" She moved to run her left side down his, to press her flesh into his. "I dare you to take it."
