YELENA

It wasn't like the sweet, gentle kisses from before. This was a deep, consuming kiss, his tongue sliding into my mouth, tasting himself on my lips, claiming me completely.

A soft whimper escaped my throat, my hands instantly gripping his bare chest as he pulled me flush against his side.

The kiss went on and on, stealing the very air from my lungs until my head was spinning.

He was kissing me as if he wanted to pour his entire soul into me, showing me without words just how much ...