Kaelon's POV
The soft moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting silvery patterns on the walls of my bedroom. Liv lay sprawled beneath me, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her skin glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, her lips parted and swollen from our earlier kiss.
She is breathtakingly beautiful, her hair fanned out across the pillow like an inky halo. But as I gazed at her, I knew one round wasn’t enough. I wasn’t done with her.
Without a word, I leaned down, brushing a strand of hair away from her flushed face. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine, and in them, I saw the same fire that had consumed us moments ago.
"Kaelon," she murmured, her voice husky with lingering desire, but I silenced her with a firm kiss. This time, I wasn’t gentle. My teeth
