"Severine," a low hoarse voice, tinged with lust, hissed near her red ears.
Those red eyes were deep, filled with desperate need.
A want so heavy it left Severine breathless.
"I love you, baby, I love you so, so much."
Severine was pressed flush against the soft mattress, her fingers curling over the fabric of his shirt.
This time, she didn't push him away as his hands slipped under her shirt, his mouth leaving wet kisses on the column of her throat.
She arched into his touch, her body growing limp as that familiar current of pleasure jolted her spine.
"K-Killian," she gasped, only for his mouth to crash onto hers.
The coldness of his hand seeped into her skin as it inched upward, sliding over the curve of her waist.
A twinge of heat pulsed wherever that big hand touched her. It thrummed under her skin, begging to be satiated.
She squeezed her eyes shut, a whimper escaping her lips when Killian wedged himself between her thighs.
