Chapter 293

There was no overthinking, no hesitation—just the searing, breathless clash of their lips and tongues, desperate and unrestrained, like two people dying of thirst in a desert finally finding water. It was messy, frantic, and completely out of control. Vespera wrapped her arms around Dominic's neck. He cradled the back of her head, deepening the kiss, lingering against her lips like he never wanted to leave. What had started wild and reckless began to slow, turning rich and deep, intense in its restraint. Her heart trembled violently. Her hands slid inside his robe, tracing up his chest, then slipped over his shoulder to push the silk fabric aside. Her fingertips followed the curve of his back, gliding downward… A sharp inhale escaped her lips, and she nearly bit him. Before she could go further, his hand caught hers and pinned it down. He pulled away just slightly, and she blinked up at him through dazed, half-lidded eyes. No time to speak. The next second, his mouth was ba