Annalise felt her body shivering as tendrils of ice trickled all over her skin but instead of making her feel cold, it started an inferno to build inside her.
It was the similar sensations that Kenric and Damien had made her feel but yet at the same time, it was so different and unique in its own way.
She realized that all three of her husbands made her body feel things in their own separate ways, though the result was always the same.
A gasp escaped her lips as she felt him pressing his fingers into her skin in a possessive manner.
There was almost next to no space left between their bodies and as Valerius gave a last tug on her waist, she found herself perfectly pressed against his hard body.
"Annalise..." His voice was a soft brush of cool breeze against her burning cheeks as he pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth, causing her to feel the loss of his lips against her own.
