He lowered himself completely.
His bare chest met hers.
The sudden, scorching contact of their bare skin sent a violent, breathtaking jolt of pure electricity straight through her trembling veins.
Their bare legs seamlessly tangled together beneath the shadows, crossing in an intimate, inescapable knot as the intoxicating heat of their bodies merged flawlessly into one.
Overwhelmed by the intense, suffocating wave of raw physical sensation, Isla fiercely gripped the soft fabric of the mattress beneath her, her knuckles turning entirely white as she desperately tried to anchor her wildly spinning reality.
Slowly and deliberately, Dorian moved his large, warm hands over hers. He gently pried her trembling fingers away from the tightly gripped bedsheets, completely freeing her hands and silently urging her to let go of her last remaining fears.
The very second her hands were entirely free, Isla completely lost whatever fragile shred of self-control she was still desperately holding onto.
She instantly threw her arms around his broad, muscular shoulders, violently pulling his heavy frame even closer as her fingers dug fiercely into his bare back, silently demanding absolutely everything he had to give.
Dorian responded with a devastating, relentless storm of affection.
He pressed a series of hot, bruising kisses against her parted lips, before his mouth began to wander in a dark, beautiful worship.
He left agonizingly slow, burning kisses along the delicate curve of her jawline, his lips trailing downward to ruthlessly mark the rapidly fluttering pulse at the side of her neck.
He peppered soft, wet kisses across the delicate expanse of her collarbones, his mouth moving lower to fiercely worship the sensitive skin of her shoulders, her ribcage, and the trembling curve of her waist, effectively setting every single inch of her exposed flesh entirely on fire.
A strange, profoundly beautiful, and deeply intoxicating heat violently consumed her entire mind and body.
It was a chaotic, magnificent storm of absolute love and undeniable, raw desire that completely washed away the terrifying reality of the royal world waiting outside her chamber doors.
As she lay there beneath him, completely breathless, fiercely loved, and entirely drowning in his fierce affection, Isla closed her eyes and held onto him tightly.
"Please, let the sun forget to rise tomorrow," she desperately prayed in the quiet depths of her heart.
"I want this beautiful, magical night to absolutely never come to an end."
Pressing another deep, fiercely tender kiss against her swollen, trembling lips, Dorian pulled back just a fraction of an inch to look deeply into her beautiful, hazy eyes.
'Did I not promise you that the agonizing pain would completely fade away under my touch?' he murmured softly, his deep, velvety voice washing over her heated skin like a warm, intoxicating breeze.
'You were absolutely right,' Isla whispered breathlessly, her delicate fingers fiercely tangling into the dark strands of his hair as she pulled his heavy, comforting frame even closer to her fiercely beating heart.
'Dorian, I just desperately wish that this exact, perfectly beautiful moment would entirely freeze in time and remain exactly like this for the rest of eternity.'
A breathtakingly soft, deeply devoted smile slowly curved his handsome lips as he gently brushed a stray lock of tangled hair away from her flushed, incredibly peaceful face.
'If you truly desire it, my sweet Princess, then rather than simply freezing this one fleeting moment in time, we can easily ensure that these beautifully passionate nights happen every single day of our lives,' he whispered fiercely against her collarbone, before his dark, intense eyes instantly burned with a raw, desperate sincerity as he looked back up to meet her gaze.
'Just make me one absolute, unbreakable promise right now, Isla... promise me that from this night onward, no matter what terrible obstacles this royal world throws at us, you will absolutely never try to stop me from coming this incredibly close to you ever again.'
'Yes, yes, yes, I absolutely promise you, Dorian; I will never, ever stop you from coming as incredibly close to me as you desire,' Isla whispered fiercely, her brilliant blue eyes blazing with an intoxicating, overwhelming mixture of pure love and absolute surrender.
'Every single breath I take, my wildly beating heart, and this entire body belong to absolutely no one else in this universe but you.'
Without wasting another precious heartbeat, she leaned in and forcefully captured his lips in a fiercely passionate, incredibly deep kiss that seamlessly melted into a magnificent, breathless eternity, pouring every single ounce of her unspoken, fiery devotion into the intoxicating embrace.
However, just as Dorian was entirely losing himself in the overwhelming, addictive sweetness of her mouth, Isla abruptly pushed his heavy, muscular chest back with a playful, wicked strength.
She swiftly slipped right out of his possessive grasp, gracefully dropping down to scoop up the discarded silk bedsheet from the cold stone floor and securely wrapping the luxurious fabric around her bare, beautifully flushed body.
Dorian was left sitting completely frozen on the edge of the plush mattress, his dark, ravenous eyes widening in sheer, bewildered frustration as he let out a low, rough groan.
'Isla, you literally just made a solemn, unbreakable promise to me not even a single minute ago...'
Flashing him a breathtakingly seductive, utterly triumphant smile that could effortlessly bring the entire kingdom to its knees, Isla ignored his playful complaints and smoothly walked over to the wooden table to retrieve a heavy crystal bottle of dark, expensive red wine.
Elegantly pouring a small amount into a delicate glass, she walked slowly back to him, gently bringing the rim to his mouth and making him take a long, agonizingly slow sip of the sweet vintage.
Then, fully knowing with a wickedly brilliant certainty that this specific dark wine was his absolute, undeniable favorite, she deliberately raised the heavy bottle and poured the remaining rich, ruby liquid directly over her own collarbones, letting the sweet, intoxicating wine trail sensually down her chest and completely soak into the pristine white silk tightly wrapped around her curves.
Before his shocked, heavily dilated eyes could even fully process the magnificent, breathtaking sight before him, Isla confidently stepped forward and straddled his muscular thighs, slowly lowering herself directly onto his lap and initiating a mesmerizing, incredibly romantic dance.
She began to move against his heavy frame with a slow, agonizingly deliberate rhythm, the cool, wine-soaked silk sliding deliciously against his burning, bare chest as she securely wrapped her delicate arms around his neck.
She relentlessly teased him, pressing her wine-stained lips against the sharp line of his jaw and letting the intoxicating, sweet aroma of his favorite dark vintage mix flawlessly with the natural, addictive scent of her own skin. Every single slow, sensual roll of her hips and every breathtaking, feather-light brush of her body against his drove him absolutely wild with raw, unrestrained desire, perfectly transforming her solemn, innocent promise into a beautiful, fiery game of passionate seduction that completely trapped him under her spell and left him utterly, beautifully at her mercy.