Soren grabbed Riven's neck, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. Riven's eyes sparkled with a mix of exhaustion and bliss, the remnants of their passionate encounter evident on his flushed face. Soren leaned in, capturing Riven's lips in a heated kiss, pouring every ounce of his desire into that moment.
He melted into Soren's hold, his heart racing as their mouths moved together. Soren's taste was mixed with the remnants of his climax.
Ronan watched, a mix of pleasure and possessiveness coursing through him as Soren kissed Riven. He could see the bond between them, how Riven responded to Soren's touch.
By now, he was free to move and let go of Riven. The knot was undone, but he did not move.
As Soren's hands roamed to the back of Riven's neck, pulling him closer. Ronan could physically feel Riven slip from his hands. It had become a silent competition.
