When hearts meet

Chapter 19 ~ The flame in me

❗️ fair warning! This chapter contains 16+ content. If you don't feel comfortable with sex scenes, skip this chapter.❗️

{listen this with the song "Fire meet Gasoline" by Sia for some extra intensity}

They say that when you're in the arms of the right person, you feel at complete ease. You're experiencing calmness and warmth and comfort.

They say that when you're in the arms of the right person, you know he or she is the right one for you, your perfect fit, your other half, your meant to be person.

Ciana didn't know if this was true, because all she felt when she was in his arms was pure euphoria, flames and passion. Nothing in her was calm or at ease, and she didn't want it to be.

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The light of the candles flickered higher and higher the longer he roved his star filled gaze over her naked body.
He hadn't said a single thing, he hadn't moved.
He just stood there, staring at her.

But then his eyes met hers and he pinned her to the spot with it. The utter possessiveness made her freeze.
Not that she wanted to move.

Ciana just smiled at him, seductive and alluring. "You're just going to stand there, Brion?" She mused, licking her lips as she flipped her shimmering silver hair over her shoulders, her breasts moving from the movement.

Brion exhaled heavily and his eyes darted over her body once more, before he slowly walked her way.
Too slow....
He stalked her way like he was sizing up his next meal.

She lifted her chin and raised her brow in challenge as he stopped only inches away from her, the heat of his bare chest radiating off of him.

Good lord, those muscles were to die for. So sculptured and defined and strong and powerful. And those arms...they could easily lift her up the sink--

A low chuckle danced through the room and heat rose to her cheeks as she gazed at him.
"You arrogant asshole, get out of my head." She hissed. Though there was no sharpness behind it, only playfulness.

Brion raised his hand, caressing her cheek. "You don't want me to, or I wouldn't have been able to get in, in the first place." He purred.

The sound made Ciana want to kiss him and never stop, but she composed herself. She wanted to let him come to her.

"It's true though," he crooned, letting his hand slide down her cheek, over the sensitive skin of her neck, down her arm.
Brion leaned in and Ciana's heart was about to explode as soon as his devilish lips made contact with her ear.
He whispered: "I could lift you up the sink and take you right there. You just say the words."

She shuddered, but hid it well as she draped her arms around his neck, pressing her naked chest against Brion.

Complete euphoria shot through her entire being, it was electrifying. Goosebumps arose on her arms.
A sigh left her lips without her realizing as she looked up at him.

Brion was already gazing down on her, strings of nightly black hair dangling in his face. She had the sudden urge to tangle her fingers in his hair and pull him closer, closer, closer...

"And what might those words be?" She whispered hoarsely, the steam of the clattering shower filling the room. But it wasn't that, what made her breathe shallow. It was Brion's mighty presence that made her toes curl and core heat up.