Chapter 23

Seraphina's POV When Kaelos' lips touched mine, my whole world spun. The kiss was completely different from the hesitant, almost obligatory kisses I had given Darius during our engagement. This was sincere, loving, and deeply possessive. The yearning in my heart didn't want to let it go. I felt as if I were flying, floating, until my knees grew weak. His scent took my breath away, intoxicating me with its blend of cedar and wine. His touch reminded me of that night—our first intimate and irresistible encounter—just like today. My heart was pounding so hard that every nerve in my body trembled. His hands explored every inch of my body—the warmth of his touch made my blood race, and I loved it. Damn, maybe I was already addicted to every touch of his skin. I wanted it again. Desperately. My hands clenched his shirt, pulling him closer as I kissed him back with equal passion. It felt right in a way I had never experienced before. Natural. Inevitable. But as I was completely lost in the se