Chapitre 13: The Moment of Surrender

The next two minutes passed in a fevered blur—lips crashing together almost desperately, hands clawing at clothing, pulling each other impossibly closer. Teeth clashed as their kisses grew more fervent, the Judge's arms looping around Asher's neck, her fingers tangling tightly in his hair. His arms wrapped firmly around her waist, dazed as their scents and energies melded, swirling together in an intoxicating haze. They had fallen into a breathless battle for dominance, the Judge catching his bottom lip between her teeth, sending a sharp thrill through him.