Lyanna’s POV

The kiss turned fierce, as if both of us were trying to merge into one another, our tongues tangled, our breath mingling with the rain. I didn’t want to stop. His hands moved over my trembling body, and I shivered as his touch burned through my wet skin.

He broke the kiss with a low growl, our heavy breaths drowning beneath the storm. His eyes locked with mine, and I saw something there, something raw, unguarded, and deeply human.

What a strange and perfect moment to be ...