Thyrian's mouth claimed mine again before I could finish the protest, hot and demanding, his tongue sliding in to tangle with mine in a way that made my head spin.
The water felt cooler against my bare skin but his body pressed close, radiating heat that cut right through it. His scales brushed my exposed breasts, smooth and firm, sending little electric shocks straight down to my core. I moaned into his mouth, the sound bubbling strangely underwater, and he swallowed it like he was starving for every little noise I made.
His hand stayed on my nipple, rolling it slowly between his fingers, pinching just enough to make my thighs press together. God, the pressure between my legs was building fast. I could feel myself getting wet in a completely different way, slick and aching even while surrounded by water. Thyrian pulled back just enough to look at me, those glowing eyes dark with hunger as they roamed over my exposed boobs.
