In the dimly lit room, the air crackled with an electrifying tension. Ethan, his muscles rippling beneath his dark, smooth skin, stood poised and ready, his eyes locked on Christel. Her alluring figure, accentuated by her red hair cut short and those intimidating ram-like horns that contrasted starkly against her dark, flawless skin, stirred a hunger deep within him.
Ethan wasted no time, lunging forward to claim her in his arms. His fingers traced the curves of her body with a possessive need, as he leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate, searing kiss. His tongue explored her mouth with insistent strokes, igniting an inferno of desire within her. A low moan escaped her lips, her body already trembling with anticipation beneath his touch.
