There was nothing sexier than a woman losing control. Losing herself so completely that she blushed and apologized after.
Titan would wear her teeth marks with pride. Tease her about them, too, but that would have to come later. Night had fully fallen while they indulged. Danger waited for those who were unaware of their surroundings.
He kissed her and moved away. "We need to make a camp."
"If you're done," announced a snooty voice, "I found a cave that shows no sign of feces or recent habitation." Alfred hovered, disapproval etched in every word.
Given his status as Riella's artificial father, should he apologize for the seduction? It was confusing to say the least.
"Where is the cave?" Riella asked, locating her clothes where they'd been tossed, her curvy body distracting in the starlight.
"It sits about ten feet below the edge. Enough handholds to climb, easy to defend."
The magical words.