The air in the dreamescape shimmered as though charged with her own breathless anticipation.
Every time River touched her, her skin sang with an awareness so sharp it bordered on painful. His hands had already mapped every line of her body with reverence. His mouth was whispering devotion against her throat, her collarbone, the soft curves he worshipped as if she were the first and only woman to ever exist.
Seraphina melted beneath him, her body arching into the weight of his, caught between need and disbelief that he was truly hers in this space, untouchable to the rest of the world.
"River…" his name left her lips like a prayer, trembling with longing.
"Say it again." His voice was deep velvet, wrapping around her senses as he kissed her jawline. "I want to hear you call for me, Sera."
