Melody Reese

"Mmh." Draven swallowed my low moan in the kiss, deepening it and making my heart beat fiercely. His lips were salty sweet, moving against my cold ones, warming them as the intensity increased. It felt like days since we had a true slow kiss without any worry of lurking enemies or evil plans being plotted against us. His fingers combed through my hair, his touch completely pulling me into a pool of desire.

"Goddess, you taste so good," he rasped against my lips when he pulled away, his eyes roaming over my face.

"And you look so inviting right now." He added in an evident rasp, using his...