Kieran’s lips burned against my skin, leaving a trail of heat wherever they touched. His hands roamed over my body, strong and demanding, but it was the gentleness beneath the desire that made my heart ache. I could feel the intensity of his emotions pouring into every touch, every kiss. It was as if he was trying to show me what words couldn’t, trying to convey the depth of his love, the frustration, the longing.
But as much as I wanted to get lost in the moment, a small voice in the back of my mind kept nagging at me. No matter how close we got, there was always something just out of reach, something I couldn’t quite grasp. It was the bond—or lack of it—that hung like a cloud over everything we shared.
Kieran’s breath was ragged as he pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against
