A Demon’s Kiss
He smiles gently, drawing me into his arms before leaning down to kiss me.
For a blissful moment, I'm content. There is so much to come, but right now, I just want to be near my mate.
He holds either side of my face, his kisses soft and tentative, consumed by emotion. I smile against his lips, hating that we are in this strange inn, but liking the fact that there is a bed right there.
"Let me spend the night reminding you what every night will be like once this is all over," Kastriv breathes against my lips.