Even as her body rejoiced at the feeling of Evian's mouth against her breasts and even as she arched her back wishing he sucked on her even harder, Aren remained very aware that Evian was a stranger and no matter how valiantly he had appeared going around the party hall and destroying evil Anchors, there remained an air of mystery that felt almost dangerous.
A part of her mind continued to tell her that she should be worried— That she should take care to distance herself from this man— That the only card she had to play, her superior strength, seemed to have dwindled in terms of an upper hand in the few hours they had been apart but how could she possibly pay attention to this sensible part of her mind when the subject of the worry humped against her oh so wonderfully.