Kayla’s POV
The longing in his golden eyes was evident as he pressed me against the wall, his lips capturing mine once more. I couldn't deny the desire that surged within me, but a nagging feeling told me we were rushing things. The priestess had already discussed the optimal time for us to conceive an heir, and it seemed like we were acting out of obligation rather than genuine connection. As frustrating as it was to be bound by such rules, I couldn't bring myself to halt the prince's advances.
"You are incredibly beautiful," he whispered, gently sliding down the fabric of my dress as his lips met mine once more. His gaze lingered on my plump breasts, then returned to my eyes, before his focus shifted back to my mouth, leaning in for another passionate kiss. I could feel the warmth of
