Caroline's POV
Draven's hands slipped under my hair and gently removed the tiara I was wearing, tossing it skillfully onto one of the armchairs in the room.
He broke our kiss and stopped behind me, beginning to kiss my shoulders, his lips leaving trails of fire on my skin.
One by one, he unbuttoned the delicate closures on the back of my wedding dress. When they were all undone, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled the long ends of the silk ribbon that held my dress in place. As he untied the bow at my neck, my dress cascaded down my body and pooled at my feet like a heap of lace and tulle.
He embraced me around the waist, pressing my body against his, making me feel his hardness against my back.
He turned my face to kiss my mouth and without breaking the kiss, not even for
