Jae lay there on the bed, chest still heaving from the rush, his blonde hair sticking to his forehead in sweaty strands. He smirked down at Tirel as she settled beside him, her red hair fanned out on the pillow like a halo of fire.
Her body pressed close, warm and soft, that sultry curve of her making his pulse kick up again even after what she'd just done.
The room was quiet except for their breaths, the candle flickering low, casting a cozy glow over everything. It felt like one of those simple nights in the academy dorms, where the world outside didn't matter.
"Thanks for the flattery," Jae said, his voice low and rough, red eyes locking onto hers with that calm strength he always carried.
But he wasn't one to just roll over and call it quits. Not when he was a lover of women like this, always craving more, pushing for that next level of connection.
