Micah was naked on stage and unashamedly so from the way he stood tall and proud, flashing everything to her without so much as a blink.
Adele swallowed. Goddess help her.
For a demon, Micah looked like he had been carved by God himself. He was sinfully beautiful, the kind of handsome that was dangerous. He had a strong jaw, and lips that she couldn't help but want to kiss.
He was well muscled, favored with broad shoulders, sculpted arms and her eyes couldn't help but drift lower, devouring the ridges of his abdomen. His six-pack looked hard enough to break bones on and to the side, just above his hips was the clean, brutal ink of a serpent. It was so detailed that it looked ready to slither off his skin.
Her greedy gaze trailed the deep V of his hips, leading straight to his— Holy mother of God.
Adele's eyes widened at the sheer size of him.
How… how could that possibly fit inside her?
