Warmth found Isadora's cheeks. The look in his eyes showed that he enjoyed this more than expected.
Isadora hoped she wouldn't combust in flames from blushing too much, her cheeks were hurting too.
"Y-You know what I mean. This is a peaceful village, and…" she paused before speaking. "You've got to behave."
'Fuck!' Kraven cursed mentally as a suffocating sensation found him. He pinned her with a dark look, undeniable hunger burning through them. "Careful, love. It's getting harder to keep it in my pants."
Isadora gasped at his shameless outburst, her erratic eyes skimming through the streets, hoping no one heard that.
It was already enough that Kraven had announced his presence like a possessive husband, but this?
Kraven chuckled at her distress because she was alert for anyone eavesdropping when she should have been earlier, when he had mentioned their act.
"Keep it down, don't—"
