19. Steamy Night-I

|| Lilac's POV || Alaric’s eyes flashed with something primal, his lips crashing onto mine in a kiss that was fierce and hungry. His hands slid down to my waist, pulling me closer as his mouth moved against mine with a desperation that left me breathless. The taste of him was intoxicating, a mix of whiskey and something uniquely Alaric that made my head spin. His hands roamed over my body, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through me. He pulled me even closer, our bodies pressed together in a way that left no space between us. The heat of his skin against mine was almost unbearable, the friction of our movements igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both. I tugged at his shirt, my fingers fumbling with the buttons as I tried to undress him. Alaric chuckled, the sound low and rich as he pulled back slightly, his hands covering mine. “Let me,” he said, his voice a soft command. I nodded, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps as he undid the buttons one by one, his movements