“Until nothing but ashes remain?” Lora asked, staring into his determined eyes. It could go either way. It was her or Karwyn. If there was one thing she was certain of, it was that only one of them would come out of this alive.
“Count on it,” Eyden replied, his voice hard and unrelenting.
Lora couldn’t change whatever was going to happen tomorrow. In some way, it was fate. Tomorrow would be the time to take action, but today,right now,it was just them.
Lora met Eyden’s striking blue eyes that always took her breath away. “We don’t know what will happen tomorrow, but I know right now, we’re as safe as can be. We should…take advantage of that.”
Eyden seemed to read between the lines, seemed to know how much she needed this distraction, this possible goodbye even though neither one of them wanted to say it out loud. “What do you have in mind?” he asked, his gaze flickering over her.
Lora’s head turned to their left, watching the stream of water. “Well, the shower is already running.” She bit her lip as she looked back at him. “Would be a waste not to use it.” Her cheeks reddened.
Eyden’s eyes darkened as he swallowed. “Are you inviting me to take a shower with you?”
Was it wise to chase this connection with him when so much was on the line? “It’s a stupid idea,” she said, putting her phone on the bathroom counter before crossing her arms.
Eyden’s lips twitched. “No, actually, I think it’s your most brilliant one yet.”
She couldn’t help her answering grin. Unsure about how to go about this, Lora’s hand played with the hem of her sweater.
Following her movement, Eyden took a hold of his own shirt, pulling it over his head and letting it drop to the ground. She noticed a fresh scar on his upper arm. Retrieving the artefact hadn’t been that easy.
“Your turn,” he said in a voice laced with want.
Somehow, undressing like this, not in the heat of the moment, felt more intimate than the other times she’d been bare before him. Her fingers wrapped around the soft material of her sweater and she hesitantly removed it, letting it join Eyden’s on the bathroom tiles.
At Eyden’s heated gaze, a newfound sense of confidence built in her. Before she could overthink it, her hand moved to the clasp of her bra, undoing it and letting it slide off her arms.
Eyden breathed in sharply as his eyes roamed over her chest. He licked his lips, and heat pooled between her legs, her nipples hardening. She needed him to touch her so badly; it was agony not to close the distance between them.
Eyden’s gaze stayed on her as he quickly removed his shoes and socks before unbuttoning his trousers. His grin turned wicked as he pulled them down, his underwear with them, leaving nothing to the imagination. Lora’s gaze dipped down by its own will, and she didn’t fail to notice his obvious reaction to her stare.
When her eyes travelled up to his face again, he gave her a smouldering smile, daring her to keep going. She kicked off her slippers. Her hands went to her trousers, and she shimmied out of them quickly. Meeting Eyden’s molten gaze, she hooked her fingers through her underwear, the last piece of clothing, and let them slowly drop down her legs before stepping out of them.
Eyden’s eyes flashed with want, yet instead of touching her, he slid open the shower door. He gestured for her to go in first, the hunger in his eyes spurring her into action.
Lora stepped closer, her chest almost brushing against his outstretched arm. She turned her back to him as she entered the shower, stepping under the steady stream of water and letting it slide over her body. Closing her eyes, she let the water come down on her. Strong hands gripped her waist, first feather light, then with more pressure, pulling her back against his chest.
She could feel him against her lower back, and the lukewarm water streaming down on them seemed to grow hotter as the heat between her legs increased, becoming torturous. Eyden’s hand moved from her waist, sliding down her outer thigh, making her shudder. The water running down her leg mixed with Eyden’s fiery touch, felt like a new sensation altogether.
His other hand went to her hair, pulling it back to reveal her neck. Lora tilted her head to give him access, and his warm lips trailed a path from her neck to her shoulder while the hand on her thigh went up and down, never to where she really wanted it, making her ache even more.
Lora dropped her head against his chest as his mouth went back to her neck, his tongue swirling over the sensitive skin, making her sigh in pleasure. His head moved closer to her ear, his breath mingling with the steam gathering in the shower.
“What do you want?” Eyden asked in that heated tone she loved more than anything, sending sparks down her body. His words reminded her of their time in the tent, the first time they had been this close. Back then, she hadn’t spelled it out, but her intention had been clear.
She had no such hesitation this time. “Touch me,” she commanded, her hand moving to cover Eyden’s, moving it up her thigh and then between her legs. Eyden growled in her ear as his fingers touched the centre of her.
Lora’s hand went limp as he stroked her, drawing a breathy moan from her lips.
“Like this?” he asked, knowing very well what drove her wild. Before she could utter a reply, Eyden plunged two fingers into her, making her hips rock against him as pleasure surged through her, wild and scorching.
“Mhmm,” was all she could say as he found a rhythm.
His free hand went to her chin, tilting her head enough to capture her lips, his tongue teasing her lower lip before sliding in and dancing with her own. There was nothing soft about this kiss. It was pure fire, all-consuming, as if Eyden too wanted to make the most of this stolen moment.
Lora wrapped her arm behind his head, drawing him closer still. She bit his lip, and he groaned in return, his movement between her legs unrelenting. She almost cried out, but Eyden’s lips moved over hers, drowning out the noise.
His free hand skimmed her side until his knuckles brushed her breast. The water on her skin evaporated into steam as her breathing quickened and the tension in her lower belly tightened to the point of being unbearable. Eyden’s head dropped to her shoulder as his thumb slid over her nipple at the same time as his fingers curled inside of her, breaking the last of her restraint. She bit her lip to keep quiet as her release electrified her every nerve.
