As Naya was quiet, motionless, and breathless. The thought of where they were, the closely intimated posture she was underneath him, the hunger she felt in that masculine voice, the eyes that kept blazing at her flamingly, all made her senseless yet awake... Awake that any slight mistake would lead them to slump and could cause them dead. But this man seemed to care nothing about that. He was so serious, dangerously vagile, and desperate to devour her at the moment.