The door slammed shut behind them, lips still pressed together, hands roaming with reckless abandon.
Yara moaned softly into the kiss as she felt Val's heat wash over her through the mind link.
She arched against his arms, letting the pent-up frustration of the day roll off her. She hooked her fingers into the front of his jama, ripping the top buttons free in one impatient motion, tugging him down to her mouth.
He let her.
Of course he did.
The world could've burned around them and Val would've followed her straight into the fire.
She tilted her head up, letting her lips brush his jaw, teasing, tasting, daring. His breath hitched. She smirked, knowing the effect.
"You've been thinking about this all day," she murmured, fingers slipping beneath the fabric at his sides. He shivered, a deep, guttural sound that belonged to the dragon beneath the human skin.
"I've been imagining what you'd do if I let you." he growled, voice rough, low,
