Lucas’s lips trailed over my throat, his breath warm against my skin as his hands traced slow, deliberate paths down my body. My limbs felt like liquid fire, my nerves alive from everything Cassian had just done to me. I barely had time to catch my breath before Lucas was there... his presence filling every inch of space around me, commanding my attention, grounding me in the middle of the storm.
Cassian, still lazily sprawled beside me, brushed a strand of hair from my forehead, his expression soft but hungry. “You’re glowing, little one,” he murmured, his voice a velvet promise. “But we’re far from finished.”
Lucas chuckled, his voice husky with desire. “No, we’re not.” He leaned down, his mouth capturing mine in a kiss so deep, so possessive, I felt myself melt all over again. His ton
