Kael steps in close with that slow predatory confidence that always makes the air feel hotter, his golden eyes dragging over your body as the rings along his arms pulse brighter, and he lets a deep rumble build in his chest before leaning down just enough for his breath to ghost along your neck as he says in that low velvet voice, “Come here, sweetheart, I’ve been wanting to get my hands on you since the moment I caught your scent, and I’m not in the mood to wait.”