AYASHA'S POV
He responded with a low, feral growl, hands hard and sure on my hips, rough skin against bare skin, and in one sudden, breathtaking movement, he flipped us over, the room spinning for a split second as I landed pinned beneath him. His weight pressed me deep into the mattress, thighs caged wide by his knees. Koda's eyes, wild and burning, devoured me, hungry and starved, like he'd been waiting his entire life just for this one trembling moment.
"Ayasha," he breathed, his voice nothing but smoke and thunder, lips barely a hair's breadth from mine. I could feel the tremor of restraint running through him, vibrating under his skin. "I want to worship every inch of you."
