I didn’t know how we ended up like this, who pushed who, who surrendered first. All I knew was the intoxicating reality of my body stretched out on the bed, Viraj’s broad shoulders wedged between my thighs, his mouth worshipping me with a hunger that bordered on feral. The room felt suspended in time, the air thick with heat and the scent of sweat and sex. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us tangled in shadows and want.

Viraj’s eyes were dark, almost cruel, glinting with a predatory intensity that made my pulse stutter. He looked every bit the devil, and I was helpless to resist him. I couldn’t look away, even if I wanted to. I was utterly enchanted, lost in the spell he wove with every flick of his tongue.