~ RONAN ~
Her lips crash against mine, and in that instant, everything else disappears.
She kisses me softly at first, tentative, almost shy, but I can tell, that there’s a burning hunger behind it that makes my blood heat instantly.
Her hands slide around my neck, fingers weaving into my hair as she rises on her tiptoes to reach me better.
By the Goddess... I love this side of her, I fucking love how she’s getting bolder. The way she no longer shies away from initiating and making the first move, claiming me in public like this. It does something my chest swell with pride and raw want.
Her kiss is pure fucking torture. She keeps nibbling on my bottom lip, each soft, lingering brush of her mouth making it harder to think. She pulls away just enough to make me chase her, only to steal another feather-light kiss that leaves me wanting more. My hands tighten on her waist, pulling her flush against me as I fight the urge to take control immediately. I let her lead for a few more seconds, savoring the way her breath hitches when I tilt my head slightly.
I can’t fight it any longer.
I part her lips with mine, sliding my tongue inside her mouth in one smooth, possessive stroke. She tastes like everything I’ve been craving, warmth, sweetness, and that unique essence that is purely Roselle. A low groan rumbles from my chest as I deepen the kiss, taking over completely. My tongue explores her slowly, thoroughly, like I’m relearning every inch of her after being starved for two days.
She melts into me instantly, a soft sound escaping her throat that goes straight to my cock. I kiss her like I’ve been drowning and she’s my first breath of air, deep, consuming, full of everything I’ve felt since the moment I left.
When I finally pull back, both of us are breathing hard. Her lips are swollen, her hazel eyes hazy with desire. I can’t help the small, satisfied smirk that tugs at my mouth.
Without another word, I scoop her up into my arms, one hand under her knees and the other supporting her back. She lets out a surprised little gasp but immediately wraps her arms around my neck, resting her head against my shoulder as I carry her out of the library and straight toward our room.
I chuckle softly against her hair. "Missed me that much, huh?"
She doesn’t answer right away, just buries her face deeper into the crook of my neck. The walk to our room feels both too long and too short at the same time. The moment the door closes behind us, I set her down gently.
I turn to her, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face.
"Do you want to watch the footage? Just to be sure—"
’You’re such a fucking idiot,’ Kael scoffs. ’Who the hell brings up footage in the middle of a moment like this?’
"No," she says immediately, shaking her head. "I believe you. I don’t need to see it."
The relief that floods me is instant and overwhelming. I nod, cupping her face again. "What did you want to tell me earlier?"
She steps closer, pressing her palms against my chest. "That can wait." Her voice is soft but steady. "I missed you."
Before I can respond, she gives me a firm push, sending me stumbling toward the bed. I stumble back in surprise, landing on the mattress with a low laugh. My eyes widen as she climbs onto the bed after me and straddles my lap, settling herself right on my thigh. The heat of her through the thin lining of her pants sends a jolt straight through me.
What the fuck?
She’s never like this. Never this forward, this bold, this... hungry. My hands automatically go to her hips, gripping them as I stare up at her in stunned silence. My cock is already hardening beneath her, and I know she can feel it.


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