The air In the dark corridor was thick with anticipation as Radin's gaze was locked on Edwin's lips, filled with a desire that electrified the space around them.
Their silhouettes were stuck together, creating an intimate bubble forged by unspoken yearning. The slight brush of fingertips on the warm, firm waist, the tight grip of the hand showing trust and reliability made Radin's pulse quicken.
The silence only magnified the intensity of this ambitious atmosphere. Radin's broad shoulders and strong figure covered Edwin, triggering his dominant traits.
The scent of tobacco leather fused with the musk of anticipation revealed glimpses of Radin's hunger and possessiveness.
The terrible pain in Dena's body led her not to notice the danger in Radin's mind. She moved her body for relief, but the pain was more intense than she could handle. Dena yelped and clasped both sides of Radin's shoulders to support herself.