His hands slid beneath the delicate fabric of her gown, teasing her skin. A sharp inhale escaped her lips as his mouth found her leg, trailing kisses up the smooth expanse of her thigh.
Zenna's breath caught in her throat, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her. Her disheveled hair framed her flushed face, and as Radulf's lips continued their path upward, a deep warmth pooled within her, her entire body trembling in anticipation of what was to come next.
Radulf's eyes remained glued to hers as he grazed his teeth on her thigh and nipped that spot. She cried in pain, but he was quick to replace that pain with a kiss, leaving a red mark behind. He did the same with her other thigh.
"Radulf," Zenna extended her hands out, wanting him to move up and just enter her. She was more than ready for him.
