The prospect of moving into the next room-a private haven designed just for their desires-thrilled each and every one of them. The room, geared to wake up their senses, held soft silks over plush furniture, and warm, inviting scents swirled through the air. The atmosphere itself was sufficient to raise heartbeat rates and heighten anticipation.
"Are we ready?" The words came low and rumbling from Umbra's mouth, full of seduction and promise.
"More than ready," Aeloria purred. Her gaze smoldered as she moved closer to him, her body brushing his, sending flames alight deep inside him.
They crossed the threshold into the luxurious space, and the air shifted dramatically. The soft glow of candles flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls that highlighted the curves and contours of their bodies. The temperature seemed to rise as they moved deeper inside, the air thick with the tension of unspoken desires.
