He could smell Winter's desire, coming off him in waves. It was hot and sweet and spicy- the way he'd smelled when the Phouka had inhaled him, but even more so now.

"Oh, sweetness, I do want you," he rasped, then caught Winter's mouth in a savage kiss. His tongue plunged in, passing teeth so he could tangle his own with Winter's. His sharp teeth caught the pixie's lip more than once as he tilted his head this way and then that.