A moment later Ivan parted his lips with hers and stared into her soulful eyes. Alicia’s cheeks were wet with dews of raindrops; her silver eyelids were stained with damp droplets as well.

Her appearance, god it mesmerized him, enough to have anyone become addicted to her charms.

The face she made as she breathed heavily, glossy lips parted open, and her screams of ecstasy brought him a sense of euphoria.

“Alicia… Alicia…”

He wanted her—badly.

His laden gaze did not let off her. How badly he needed her, needed to devour her; to put her in the ecstatic trance that drew him like a magnet to her in the...