Before Ivan could process further, the former's lips combined with his. Like a bee sucks the sweet liquid from a flower without any haste, Kai moved his lips sensually, filling up every second with a carnal desire. In a mere torturous second, Ivan started going out of breath. But Kai didn't stop. He took every breath of his mate, giving him a new one.
Like the fingers falling over the keyboard of a piano, Ivan felt the former's fingers skimming on his body. It made him clutch his fingers in the former's hair. Like the rinsing sound of raindrops on the earth, their wet lips created a harmony.
