Page 56 of Fang to Rights

“When?” he said with a smirk.

Olivia shook her head and then brought his face in for a kiss. His lips were so delicate and sweet that it was difficult not to want to consume him all over again.

She licked her lips after parting, noticing Henry’s eyes flick down to the sides of her arms.

“I would love to clean you up,” he muttered.

Olivia looked down at her forearms. They were covered in a dazzling shade of turquoise and neon green. She must have laid on them directly, bursting them beneath the energy of their lovemaking.

She smiled despite feeling a bit more self-conscious.

“I would love that,” she said.