For a long moment, they remained wrapped in each other's, their bodies intertwined. Ravenna traced lazy patterns on his damp skin, still trembling from the aftershocks.
"You feel... so good," She whispered against his lips.
Alaric let out a low chuckle, his fingers trailing down her spine. "You're trouble," he murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to her shoulder.
She smiled, tilting her head to meet his gaze. "And you love it."
His eyes darkened slightly. "I do," he admitted softly, kissing her collarbone.
Ravenna's breath caught at the tenderness in his voice, but before she could say anything, Alaric effortlessly walked with her in his arms, towards the shore.
As he ladies her onto the soft grass, the warmth of the sun caressed her damp skin. He hovered over her, his gaze roaming over her.
"You know I don't stop at just one round, right?"
Ravenna smiled and reached up, tracing his lips with her fingers. "I never said to stop," She whispered. "Kiss me."
