Seraphine froze completely, her eyes flying wide open as Voren claimed her lips like a man who'd gone without water for days.
The kiss came in hot and deep, hungry in a way that caught her totally off guard.
Strange sparks shot through her whole body, but instead of pushing him back, her mouth started moving with his on its own.
She matched every slow pull and press until she felt him growing hard against her thigh, pressing right there through their clothes.
"Voren," she gasped, finally yanking her face away. Her cheeks burned like someone had slapped them before she rolled sideways across the mattress, the cool sheets hitting her overheated skin and making her shiver.
His body still gave off all that warmth right next to her, but her brain kept screaming how wrong this whole thing was. Only one person deserved the blame here.
