Seraphine's POV
Fire blazed through my core as his fingers found their mark, sending shockwaves of sensation racing through every nerve. The intensity stole the air from my lungs. When his lips crashed against mine with desperate hunger, I felt myself drowning in a sea of overwhelming feelings I had no words for. My spine curved instinctively, reaching for something unknown yet desperately needed.
"That's it, sweet girl," Theodore's voice rumbled against my ear. "Let go for me, baby."
The tension spiraled higher, coiling like a spring wound too tight until suddenly I broke apart. My entire being quaked in his strong arms as powerful waves of bliss washed over me, leaving me weightless and breathless.
Soft pants escaped my lips as liquid warmth flooded my system, leaving my mind hazy and disconnected from reality.
