Kissing him was the last thing she should do if she wanted to hold onto that last shred of control, but Adelina didn’t care. She wanted to taste him. Her tongue ran over his bottom lip and he immediately took her mouth, opening to taste her as she did with him. It was hungry and passionate, deep and burning.
Adelina wanted him to devour her.
Varan pulled away suddenly, breathing hard as he sat up. He ran his hand through his hair and gave her a look. “Don’t tempt me, darling. You’re testing a very thin amount of patience. But for that kiss? I’ll share whatever supplier you want.”
Adelina touched her lips, still swollen and tingling from his rough kiss. “Have them send it to the ship and I’ll repay you. It will fill Roxy’s time while we’re traveling.”
Her fiancé got to his feet and then tugged her to hers. “I need to get you back to the palace before I rip this from your skin,” he rumbled, one finger trailing the underside of the thin strap of her spidersilk gown.
Adelina shivered at the promise in his voice. “Yes, I’m sure Elara and Adele are wondering where I am.”
“We both have tailors to see.” Varan offered her his arm. “And then tomorrow you will officially be mine.”