Leo walked back into the tiny ice cave.
He didn't bother putting his heavy leather coat back on. His broad, heavily scarred chest was completely bare. He was covered from head to toe in thick, freezing blue Yeti blood. His knuckles were raw, and his breathing was heavy.
His glowing purple eyes locked onto Katherine.
She was sitting exactly where he left her. She was wearing nothing but a thin white linen camisole and tight cotton under-shorts. Her thighs were spread slightly, her chest heaving, and her eyes were glazed over with intense, unrestrained lust. The raw display of his primal violence outside hadn't horrified her. It had turned her into a dripping wet, desperate mess.
Leo smirked. It was a dark, incredibly predatory smile.
He dropped to his knees right between her bare legs.
