LUCIEN’S POV

We were both breathing hard, our chests heaving like we'd just run a marathon through hell and back.

My body still trembled from the release, buried deep inside her, our sweat-slicked skin sticking together in the best way. The wall behind Adele was cool against my palms where I braced us, but nothing could touch the heat still pulsing between us. I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips—gentle this time, not the frantic hunger from before. It was a kiss that said everything I couldn't put into words right then.

"Adele," I whispered against her mouth, my voice rough and low, "what if you get...