Katherine and Cassian were both breathing hard, unable to pull away from each other—mouths pressed together, lips and tongues meeting with soft, wet sounds. She had already sent her two servants away, along with the kitten, claiming she needed one of Cassian's "massages."
Ravees had understood exactly what kind she meant. Disgust flickered in her eyes, but she kept silent. It wasn't a servant's place to comment.
Even if they noticed, neither Katherine nor Cassian cared. Their hands were already exploring bare skin—hers sliding over his waist, feeling the firm lines of his abdomen, his slipping up her thighs beneath her skirt, palms meeting warm, soft flesh.
"I missed you a lot, my lady," Cassian murmured, lowering his face to her neck.
Katherine gasped softly as his warm breath brushed her skin, a quiet moan escaping when he kissed and sucked at her throat, breathing her in.
"I missed your scent too," he whispered.
