Beside the flickering candlelight, their shadows clung to one another as though separation would shatter them.
Arabella had lost count of the hours since Cassius entered their chamber. She only knew one thing, he had no intention of stopping.
His crimson eyes still burned with hunger as his hips pressed deeper into her, drawing a breathless moan from her lips. She trembled, the wave of release breaking over her again, but his desire did not ease. It was not that she wasn't enough, it was that she was too much. Now that he knew the taste of her, he could not bear to let her go.
She was tired, yet every movement from him coaxed another spark of need, heat pooling low until she could not form the words to tell him to stop.
The blanket slid from her shoulders, and the heat of his body seared through her skin, making her shiver.
