Warning: Mature Content Ahead
Their mouths collide in a long liquid kiss.
He growls into her mouth, and oh… how much she loves how the sound vibrates through her bones. His hand fists in her hair, yanking her head back so he can kiss her deeper and rougher, like he wants to devour her.
And Heidi—godammit, Heidi… she wants to be devoured.
Her hands roam his body without a second thought, clawing at his back, and tracing every ridge of his muscle. His own hands drag down her sides, gripping her waist, her hips, pulling her tighter, as though he'd fuse her to him if he could.
The kiss breaks only because they need air, but Amias doesn't let her go. He trails his lips down her throat, sucking, and tracing lines across it with his lips like he's preparing it for something, until she gasps his name like a prayer.
"Amias. I can't… I can't stop wanting you."
Her legs wrap around his waist, and he lifts her without effort, slamming her back against a tree so hard the bark splinters.
