His tender but passionate touch felt like even she knew, because she remembered how she felt in his arms. Kisses followed kisses, caresses after caresses. Her body yearned for more and arched into the touch to get more and more, clinging to him like her very life depended on it. "You smell so good, sweetheart." His deep, hoarse voice echoed in her head, and he pressed himself against her, telling her just how much he wanted her. She wanted him too; her body still did. "Come for me," he commanded, and her body followed suit, doing as it was told. After a one night stand with a stranger, Fiona's life is turned upside down. Little did she know the stranger who turned her life upside down was the Lycan King.