Fire consumed the wood as its golden glow bathed the room in a modest light. The only sound aside from the crackling of the flames were the heaving breaths escaping Damien and Eleanor’s lips.
A moan escaped her when she felt his fingers sliding inside her without warning, making her eyes roll back in their sockets as she bit her lip. Their naked forms collided with one another, raising a streak of fire in every place their skins touched whilst they were lost in the sheer ecstasy of their love.
They were inside her cottage on Merak, surrounded by nothing but the most astonishing sights of nature and away from the reach of any danger that might come close to them.
Their bodies were on top of each other as the fire burned in front of the couch. His hands were in her hair, their clothes wer
