"Sorry, sweetheart. I'm not going to hold back like the three of them."
The whispered words of the Fourth Shadow Lord had Seraphina freezing in her place. The world came to stand still around them. The soft murmur of the guests faded into nothing as he closed the remaining little space between them and cupped her nape with a gentle yet firm hand. Her eyes, wide from surprise, just stared at him.
Her breath hitched while her heart was pounding in her chest. She could feel the heat radiating from Kethan's body as he stepped close enough for their clothes to brush against each other's.
She watched as he leaned in slowly, his eyes never leaving hers and the bright crimson in them glowed even more fiercely. The anticipation was electric, a tangible force that pulled them together. A second later, their lips met, and it was as if a spark ignited between them. She felt him sighing into the kiss as he deepened it. His kiss was demanding yet tender, a perfect balance of control and care.
