Eilika pressed her hands firmly against his chest, leaning back slightly to break the kiss. "The doors are left wide open, Damian. Anyone could walk in on us," she warned softly.
"Let them see," Damian murmured, entirely unfazed. "What is it that makes you so shy?"
He slid his hand up to the back of her head, tilting it slightly to deepen his angle. "I am not stopping."
His eyes lowered to her lips once more, and a second later, he captured them again. This time, Eilika did not resist. Instead, a small smile brushed the corner of her lips, and she returned the gesture with equal fervor. A moment later, her feet were moving backward in a slow retreat as he guided her steadily toward the grand bed.
They both fell back onto the soft mattress together. Eilika sharply nipped his bottom lip, causing him to let out a low hiss and withdraw just an inch.
"What was that for?" he murmured.
