Chapter 20 Embers Of Dawn

• POV: Xueya
• The night air was cool against my skin as I lay beside Ravnir. Moonlight filtered through the fur flap, painting silver stripes across his chest. His breath was steady—each exhale a warm promise against the curve of my neck. His fingers traced lazy patterns over my ribs, drifting across the vine-like tattoo that pulsed with faint light—our bond, alive between us. He paused at my waist, thumb brushing the swell of my belly with reverence, feather-soft as if he feared to disturb something sacred.
• I turned onto my back, golden eyes flicking to him. No words were needed. He leaned down, lips grazing mine in a kiss that slid slowly along my jaw and back to my mouth. His hands roamed lower, grazing my hips before slipping beneath the thin fabric of my robe. When he finally entered me, every movement was deliberate and unhurried. Each measured thrust carried the weight of his devotion—no rush, only depth.