King Jian's kiss was intense and bruising, deliciously so.
His tongue explored every inch of Neveah's mouth, tasting and caressing in a manner that was somehow still so tender, it stirred a pool of desire in Neveah's lower belly.
Neveah could taste a tinge of blood, it could have been hers or King Jian's, it was hard to tell... even harder to care when the sting pushed Neveah deeper into that abyss of desire.
Such fiery passion and all consuming desire, Neveah had never thought herself to be capable of it until this moment.
Neveah clung tightly to King Jian, she was trembling so much, she felt if she did not hold on tightly enough, she just might fall apart, right in his arms.
A quiet gasp escaped Neveah as King Jian's left hand moved from Neveah's cheek down to her neck, tilting her head slightly to grant himself the access he needed,
His lips moved from hers, allowing Neveah a chance to catch a breath she had not even realised she needed.
