"Is that what you offered to Hera as well?" I laughed, tired of her games, tired of the way she circled around me like a predator choosing which part to bite first. The moment the words left my lips, Lyssandra's eyes widened with genuine surprise.
"Ahh… Beatrice, you— you cannot stop making me want you more… ahhhn…" Her voice dipped into something breathy and indecent, fingers drifting to a place they absolutely shouldn't. The look on her face twisted into one of pure pleasure, as if my resistance itself thrilled her. I hated the way she looked seductive even in a moment like this. I hated that she enjoyed every word that challenged her. I hated that she wanted me to fold.
"You see straight through me as if you have known me for years. How do you do that?" Her voice trembled with delight, her eyes shining with a hunger I wanted no part of.
