His laugh was rough and husky as his eyes glittered with amusement. Oh, there was no way he was going to let her off the hook now. "Use your words, Feyre. I can't read your mind." The way he said that, though...It was just a little too smug.

"And I'm not the evil one, here. You teased about claiming me, stirring me up into a tizzy, and now you believe you think you know what I'm thinking?" He lowered his head, letting his tongue snake out and just start to dip into her slick folds, touching absolutely none of the places she would want him to touch. "Tell. Me."