Their frantic touches and exploration slowed down a bit. Orpheus kissed her slowly, lapping her up like the sweetest dessert that he wanted to savor.
“You taste so sweet, princess.” He purred, kissed down her throat, sucking on her skin. His face was just as flushed as hers and his breathing was just as breathy.
Zala’s legs were growing weak from his firm touches. Her nails dug into his back, and she pulled away from his kiss to catch her breath in his throat. Honestly, she didn’t even remember why she was there in the first place. Her thoughts were hazy and she was certain that she had been there for a reason. But she couldn’t, for the love of her, remember what it was. Not with his firm hold on her nape. His lips on her throat were soft and demanding. His tongue stuck out every so ofte
