Chapter 37: Rules..
Zavren’s body froze—he hadn’t expected such a bold move from her. The kiss was soft at first, but there was something more behind it. Something deeper. Something that lingered long after their lips met. It was like she was trying to tell him something... but what? Or was it—
A silent goodbye.
A promise of return.
His pupils dilated the moment he felt her tongue slip into his mouth. He kissed her back slowly, savoring it, as she gently sucked on his lower lip, stiffening him even further. When they finally pulled away—just slightly—his intense gaze locked with hers, darkening as his hands held her jaw to make her look at him. Not hard, but firm enough for Ariana’s gaze to shift to his.
"Tell me," he asked quietly, "who taught you to use your tongue when kissing?"
Ariana’s cheeks flushed with color; she too was surprised by what she had done. She raised her hand, and to his surprise, pointed at him.
He fell silent, realization dawning.
She had been trying to mimic what he had done to her that night. She had kissed him exactly the way he had kissed her. No wonder—the sucking on the upper lip, then the lower lip—was typically him. She had mimicked it so perfectly, his eyes glinted with dark impress.
Slowly, Zavren ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back as it fell perfectly around his eyes—eyes that remained fixed on the woman who kept leaving him speechless.
"Oh, what should I do with you?" he murmured in a low, quiet tone. He began to turn away, but just as he was about to move toward the wardrobe, he felt a soft tap on his back. He turned around.
Ariana raised her hand, signaling for him to bend slightly. As he obeyed, she stepped closer, cupping his face gently with both hands. Then she leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to the tip of Zavren’s nose.