His lips crashed down upon her like a wave to sandstone, a furious appeal to return his passion in kind. While one hand cradled her head, the other slid around to press against the small of her back. Hana’s cheeks flushed with heat, spreading down to pool between her thighs. Her mouth opened with a muffled cry, quickly answered by Tiberius’s eager tongue. Her hands clung to him desperately, bracing herself against the tide of emotion that threatened to pull her under. It was all too familiar, too inevitable. In some other time, some other place, she had loved this man, loved him and lost him a hundred times over. She would do it all again, willingly dooming herself to repeat the cycle of destruction into infinity.
Suddenly, Hana was flipped onto her back, a gentle hand lowering her to th
