Damon POV:
After I stepped out of the shower, I was hit with a pleasant surprise—the scent of my mate's arousal lingering in the air, thick and potent. And damn, if that didn't stir something primal in me. Was she still stuck thinking about me walking into the room naked earlier? Hell, if that's all it takes to get her this worked up, I should make a habit of walking around without a damn stitch on.
I glanced at her, and yep—she was definitely aroused. If her scent wasn't a clear enough giveaway, then the way her eyes widened and flickered over my towel-clad body sure as hell was. Her face flushed with heat, her lips parted just slightly, her breathing shallow.
"I can smell your arousal, little mate," I said with a smirk tugging at my lips. "Didn't think you were so naughty… getting all hot and bothered just from the sight of my cock."
