For the first time in years, something hot and raw surged in Kraven's chest, catching him off guard.
The urge to claim her… right here, right now… slammed into him so hard he nearly cursed aloud. He wanted to crush his mouth against hers, to taste that stubborn fire, to show her she was his.
His grip on her wrist tightened slightly, his thumb brushing her pulse. His voice dropped into a husky whisper.
"You keep looking at me like that, little omega," he murmured, his eyes dark and hungry, "and I won't stop at just pretending."
Athena blinked, heat rushing to her face. She pulled back a fraction, glaring at him though her heart hammered wildly in her chest.
"You're imagining things," she snapped softly, though her voice betrayed her.
Kraven chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her skin. "Am I?"
Kraven's smirk deepened when he caught the blush still staining Athena's cheeks. He leaned closer, his breath ghosting against her ear.
