Heat Lightning
Heat lightning shimmers across the entire sky, the same way he's covering her entire body with his own.
He can smell her desire, it's delicious and maddening.
"Kiba, stop…please…," she cries pushing him away, wriggling from underneath him.
Her desire is tinged with acrid fear now.
He hates that scent, hates it because he thinks she's afraid of him.
He groans and rolls off her, flinging his forearm over his eyes.
His whole body aches from the effort of not touching her.
What he doesn't understand is that she's afraid, yes,
But she's afraid of how much she wants him.