Bound to Alpha Salvatore
she whispered.
“No one will,” Ares replied.
They stood close, just inches apart. There was heat between them. A history, too. Something unspoken.
Hermoine’s fingers slid up his chest, slowly. “You know, we make a good team.”
“We always did,” Ares replied, his voice lower now.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against his. “Let’s celebrate.”
And then they kissed.
It started slow. Her lips were soft, moving gently against his. But then Ares grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened,heated, filled with tension and hunger. His hands moved down her back, gripping her tight. His mouth pressed harder against hers.
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