Liam's gaze finally shifted back to Eva, still perched atop the bed, trembling slightly from the whirlwind of emotions storming inside her.
Her long black hair cascaded around her flushed face, her pitch-black eyes wide and glossy with want.
She looked so vulnerable… so breathtakingly beautiful.
Liam released Elsa and Lela for a moment, his hands free to reach out toward Eva.
He walked toward her with a slow, predatory grace, every step deliberate, his body radiating lust and hunger.
Eva's breath hitched when he stopped right before her, towering above her smaller form.
Without hesitation, he leaned in and captured her lips with his own.
The moment their mouths met, Eva whimpered softly, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer.
His kiss was different now—deeper, more desperate, pouring all the burning lust he felt straight into her.
