The pleasure crashes through her again and again. It's something Anita cannot fight, and she's not sure she wants to fight it. White-hot and consuming, it takes her as surely as Jean-Claude's body takes hers. She is at the mercy of Asher's power, and it is only a few heartbeats before she's screaming, climax rolling over her repeatedly. There is nothing but the pleasure, warm and bright, spilling over her, through her, until she knew nothing but the unending orgasm Asher's bite brought.