{A/N: This chapter contains explicit sexual content!}
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Slrk! Slrk!
The kiss deepened, their tongues dancing, exploring each other with desperate intensity.
Alaric pulled back slightly, surprise flickering in his eyes.
A smirk played at his lips.
"You've been practicing," he teased, his voice low and rough.
But Selene didn't let him finish. She silenced him with another kiss, more demanding this time. Her hands roamed his chest, fingers tracing the lines of his muscles through his shirt, mapping the contours she'd only glimpsed before.
He groaned softly against her mouth. His hands mirrored hers, moving over her curves, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric of her evening dress. His touch was possessive, claiming.
He nipped at her lower lip, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through them both.
Then, suddenly, reality hit.
