Killian's dark eyes locked on hers as his hands flew to his own clothes. In a few fluid, impatient movements, he unbuttoned his trousers, shedding them along with his boxers and flinging his half-unbuttoned shirt across the room. He stood before her completely bare, his muscular frame tense, his chest heaving with a raw, primal hunger.
"Come here, Raya," he growled softly, extending his arms. "Wrap your legs around me, Baby."
Raya didn't hesitate. She launched herself back into his space, her legs locking around his waist as his powerful arms securely caught her weight.
As they came together, the frantic energy suddenly shifted. Killian captured her mouth, but the kiss wasn't a rushed frenzy—it was deep, slow, and intensely heated. It was a beautiful, heavy pouring of every emotion they
