He Called Her Dangerous

Warning: Mature content in the chapter

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The air in the room was thick with heat, charged with something undeniable as Rune hovered over Grace, his breath heavy, his body radiating warmth against hers. Every touch, every glance between them was a silent confession - an admission of want, of need, of something deeper neither had dared to put into words before.

Grace's heart pounded against her ribs as he cupped her face, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of her jaw before sliding into her hair. His lips found hers again, softer this time, slow and unhurried, as if savoring every second. She melted beneath him, her hands gliding over the hard planes of his back, feeling the strength of his muscles flex under her fingertips.

He kissed her deeply, languidly, as if he had all the time in the world to explore her, and maybe he did - because right now, nothing else existed beyond the two of them.