She was a vision of loveliness, her long flowing hair cascading down the curve of her back as she lay on the bed. Her skin, smooth and supple under his touch, was kissed by the moonlight filtering through their canopy of stars. She was an ethereal being, yet all too human in the way she arched against him with each gasp.

He looked into her sultry eyes, a smoky shade that held depths he could not fathom but yearned to explore. Her body, the epitome of youthful desire and feminine sensuality, was both captivating and daunting, like an uncharted land on his senses’ map.

‘I can’t get enough,’ she whispered, her voice husky with need, as his calloused hands traced down her sides, lingering at the swell of her lush bosom.

The air was thick between them, charged with a raw and unbridled energy that both exhilarated and scared him. His breath hitched in anticipation; this was where he’d always longed to be.

‘Tell me what you want,’ he demanded, voice gravelly with desire as his fingers danced along her collarbone.

Her lips parted with a silent plea, their gaze locking in an unspoken promise of ecstasy. He dipped lower, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that seared them both to the core, a dance of tongues and breath until they were one being in need’s desperate embrace.

The scent of her arousal, rich like ripened fruit, filled his nostrils as he tasted her skin along the valley of her pale breasts. His fingers found their way to the edge of her panties, teasing them down until she quivered with anticipation.

‘You’re mine,’ he growled against the soft flesh of her inner thigh, feeling a surge at the claim that passed between them like an electric current. ‘Say it.’

Her only reply was a throaty moan as his fingers plunged deep within her warmth, finding her throbbing pulse and setting off a chain reaction that left them both breathless.

‘Watch him live,’ he whispered urgently in her ear.