Unholy Love
It was a silent acknowledgment of the intensity of what had just transpired between us.
I swallowed hard, attempting to regain my composure, though my trembling body and flushed cheeks betrayed my true feelings. "Xavier," I began, my voice unsteady, "what was that?"
He grinned, his gaze filled with a mixture of amusement and desire. "That," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear, "was just a taste of what's to come, Arcane."