Moonlight draped itself across the room, and restless shadows stretched along the walls, shifting in pace with the soft, tangled sound of their breaths.
Rowan moved over her, gently pinning her hands as he kissed her until they were both breathless. Only then did he pull away.
Both of their heartbeats raced, yet he kept going, brushing soft kisses across her forehead and then her eyes before his lips grazed her ear in a gentle tease.
His warm breath followed the line of her neck, and the sensation spread through her, sending a shiver down to her bones.
"You drive me crazy…" he breathed.
Her eyes were hazed with desire, but her body went rigid as she struggled to contain the sensation.
"Are you sure you can endure this?"
"Yes…"
Lyra lifted her eyes to meet his. Only small parts of his features were visible in the faint glow of the moonlight.
One hand lifted to cradle his face.
"Don't stop, Rowan," she whispered.
