Zavren fell silent. Ariana opened her mouth to speak, but her heart jolted as his lips crashed into hers. Her eyes widened—she had not seen that coming. His hands slipped to her neck, pulling her in closer as his tongue slipped into hers.
Ariana's lips parted more as she allowed his tongue to enter her mouth. He sucked on her lips as her brain sparked; it was like her world was molded into his, as if they were the only ones present in this world. The way his lips pressed into hers made her body shiver sweetly.
She moved her hands slowly, grabbing his hair and pulling him in. Her small hands wrapped around his silky black hair as their kiss deepened. The kiss grew from soft to heated; Ariana kissed him hard. Her eyes were shut—it was like she was floating in the air. The soft sounds of their kiss echoed through the room, as if they were communicating through it.
