Alaric was taken aback by her sudden boldness but brushed it off, thinking it was because she was drunk. Unknown own to him, Ravenna was not even a bit tipsy and was taking the lead in order to avoid being left hanging as usual.
Both of them were now half naked, buried in a deep, hot, and sensual kiss, never having enough of each other. Ravenna explored her hands over Alaric's chest, down to the abdomen, repeatedly.
"Fuck!" Alaricnlet put a low grunt when she moved her hip on his engorged member.
His hands travelled travelled on her thighs and in a non human speed, he carried her off bed and leaned her back on a wall. His movements were hurried as he tore off her jeans in an instant, leaving her with only a white lacy underwear.
Ravenna's anticipating gaze never left him even for a moment, eagerly waiting for him to finally mark her. She bit her lower lip watching as he pulled off the remains fabric from her body while kissing her navel sweetly.
