Nikolas felt every vein in his body tightened as his lips crashed down on Selene's. He drank from her fountain like a starving man, taking in every feel and taste of her mouth, the heat of her lips.
Yes, he was hungry,had been for weeks. But not for food. He had been starving for her, desperate to taste every part of her that she was willing to offer.
With one hand braced against the wall, keeping his weight steady, while he slid the arm around her waist, pulling her closer. He felt the slight tension in her body just before a soft moan escaped her lips.
That soft sound sent a jolt of satisfaction through his spine. Using the opportunity of the moment, he pressed down on her deepening the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth, searching, demanding.
When he finally found hers, their tongues moved together in union,exploring, claiming, taking every inch of her mouth. He stapled every taste, every sensation, to his memory.
