MIRA
“Rien”, I smile and my head falls onto his chest, hard and still way too hot. Minty scent surrounding me, “Don’t die, please...”
“I was not planning to”, he chuckles as his lips cover mine and his fingers run through my hair gently, “You did a good job, little mage.”
“Ah”, I sign as he starts kissing my neck bringing all kinds of sensations, “So did you. You saved me there…”
“I will always save you, Mira,” he whispers in my ear and then bites my earlobe, “After all, you are mine...”
“No”, I giggle weakly and hear a sound resembling a growl.
“Yes, Mira, yes”, he unbuttons my shirt slowly, while continuing showering me with kisses, “Say it, Mira, I need you to say it!”
“Rien”, I gasp as I feel cold air touch my delicate skin. The flames in the fireplace are long gone…
