Chapter 84

Conaan drew back with a small laughter, but Eleanor held on to his arm, pulling him back, so she was voluntarily sandwiched between his body and the wall.

He raised a small brow, his eyes taking hers in. It was dark, and her blue orbs looked like two floating lighthouses in the midst of the endless dark sea.

"Where are you going, my love? I thought we were dying in the folds of each other's skin."

He gave a small snicker. "You are just as wild as I remember you."

She smiled, bringing her hands to slowly caress his face. "Safe to say, my love. You do drive me wild."

Conaan's hands moved, one cupping the left side of her neck, the other hanging delicately around her waist.

"Four days has been way too long," he said, his voice breathy, his eyes closing as his lips lightly brushed hers. "Hopefully, I am soon to lose myself to desire."

Her fingers moved his face gently, her lips leaving small treacherous kisses across the length of his face, then stoppi