Lucifer claimed her mouth with savage intensity—a brutal, devouring kiss that stole her breath and shattered the last remnants of imperial restraint. His tongue invaded without mercy, dominating every inch of her warm, yielding cavern, tasting the rich wine on her lips mingled with the sharp tang of power and long-suppressed desire.
Elizabeth moaned loudly into him, a deep, throaty sound that vibrated through their joined mouths, her mature body melting against his like wax before flame. Her lush curves ground desperately against his hardening length, hips rolling in shameless need, the friction sending sparks of electric heat racing through them both.
"Aiden... Lucifer... gods, yes," she gasped when he finally pulled back for air, her emerald eyes glazed with lust, full lips swollen and glistening. Her hands clawed at his papal finery, nails ripping crimson fabric in frantic desperation.
