The air between them grew heavy, the fire crackling behind them as their breaths mingled, anticipation tightening its hold on them both.
Alaric released her breasts, leaving a cool emptiness in their wake that made Salviana shiver slightly.
His hands moved to cradle her neck, steadying her head as his intense gaze held hers captive. Slowly, he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers.
Salviana held her breath as his soft lips moved over hers, tentative yet deliberate.
They matched hers in texture, gentle and unhurried, savoring each moment. Her hands instinctively gripped his muscular arms as he deepened the kiss.
This kiss was different from the one outside. It wasn't forceful or commanding. Instead, it was tender, persuasive, filled with patience and purpose.