Asher and Bella were wrapped in each other’s embrace, surrendering completely to the pull of their bond. The night held them in a cocoon of warmth and intimacy, where time seemed to slow, and they let their desires run wild, savoring every moment, every touch.
It began with a quiet intensity, a look that held worlds of unspoken words between them. Asher’s hand traced Bella’s face, fingers brushing lightly along her cheek, before he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was as tender as it was consuming. She responded eagerly, her arms encircling his neck as he pulled her closer, pressing her against him as if she was the only thing anchoring him to reality. The initial gentleness gave way to urgency, a hunger that had been building for too long. Their breaths grew rapid, mingling a
