Chapter 165

Zavian trailed a path of slow, intimate kisses along the slender column of her neck in response.

Emmeline tilted her head aside with a shuddering breath, giving him better access with her heart melting and tendrils of arousal uncurling low in her belly.

She could feel the heated thrum of his desire against her lower back, making her shiver.

“I cherish every stolen moment we have together,” he rasped in her ear, the roughness of his voice sending delicious little frissons through her. “The danger only heightens the thrill between us. And being apart makes me crave you even more when we reunite.”

He ceased his sensual assault on her neck, instead nuzzling the warm, fragrant skin with his nose and breathed her in deeply. “With you, I feel truly alive in a way I haven’t in years,” Zavian confessed in a low rumble. “Not just existing but living... more than a hollowed-out husk of a man trying in vain to fill the endless void inside.”

Emmeline squeezed his ar