Willow's breath hitched. She instinctively glanced down and noticed the undeniable physical evidence of his arousal.
She averted her gaze as if burned, pressing her fingers against Lucian's pulse. "I... I should check your condition first."
At a time like this, she still wanted to check his pulse?
Even though Lucian was in sheer agony, he forced himself to remain still, stubbornly holding back from doing anything out of line.
But his predatory gaze remained locked onto Willow, tracing every curve of her features.
She had no idea that her every movement, every breath she took, was the ultimate catalyst for his desire.
Just having her standing right in front of him was enough to drive him to the edge of madness.
Willow carefully assessed his pulse. Thanks to her past experiences caring for Asher, she had a solid understanding of alternative medicine.
She could easily sense the violent, fiery heat rampaging through his veins.
The sheer ferocity of the drug was unlike anything she had ever encountered.
She couldn't help but look at Lucian, marveling at how he had managed to endure it for so long.
She took a deep breath. Formulating an antidote right now was completely unrealistic; they didn't have the time.
Besides, she wasn't confident she could sneak him out of here safely in his current state.
Willow's eyelashes fluttered as her hand slowly reached downward...
Every muscle in Lucian's body locked up instantly. He slumped heavily against her shoulder, his suppressed groans slipping out in ragged intervals, making Willow's face flush completely red.
His gaze grew unfocused as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, trailing soft kisses and gentle bites against her skin.
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