Phei was seeing a new side of Delilah.
It was not that he had ever thought she lacked fire. That would have been foolish, and Phei tried not to be foolish unless beautiful women were involved, in which case history had already filed its complaints.
Delilah Ryujin Tiamat had always carried pride in her bones, elegance in her silence, and a quiet intensity that made even restraint feel deliberate. But since that first time from the academy, since the night in the Maxton mansion when they had nearly crossed a line neither of them would have been able to pretend away for her to lose her chastity and become him woman in spirit and body with her hymen and the evidence before Sienna found them, Delilah had mostly been the softer kind with him.
She has since then been submissive, responsive and trembling beneath affection she wanted, yet still shy about wanting him to explore her too openly.
