Rhea raised from his chest, her heart beating, throbbing, pounding, her inside tingling.
With her legs straddling him, she cupped his face as she drew closer to his lips.
Zeenare lifted his hands, his head leaning back, watching Rhea crawl close to him.
She stared into his eyes, his eyes wide, his hands now around her waist, the soft silk fabric on her body folding between his hands.
Though he had the opportunity to leave me, to let me bear the curse alone. He didn't leave. He came for me over and over and over again.
Zeenare's lips parted, his gaze not leaving hers. As she looked down at him, her hair in his face. Though he was confused, his heart had dropped.
"Rhea? Umm."
Her lips claimed his, and a deep groan rumbled from his chest into the kiss, swallowed by her mouth. He closed his eyes as his hands wrapped around her, grew tighter, pressing her deep against him. His fingers found their way to the back of her neck, tingling in her hair.
