Chapter 94

• The water splashed and rippled around us as our bodies joined, creating tiny waves that lapped against the stone bath. Darren emitted a low, satisfied growl that vibrated from his chest into mine, primal and unrestrained. His grip on my waist tightened, fingers pressing into my flesh with barely controlled desire.
• “You’re my queen,” he murmured, the words half-statement, half-answered prayer.
• I rolled my hips in answer, establishing a rhythm. “And you’re my king. Don’t ever forget that.” My voice caught as pleasure built within me.