"Some souls don't collide by accident, they recognize each other in the dark, even before the light dares to rise."
I woke not to silence or serenity but to flame. His skin was warmer than I remembered, a living ember beneath my lips. Each kiss I pressed along the ridges of his ribs sparked a little more life into me. My tongue traced the edge of a scar he'd long buried beneath power and distance. It called to me, and I answered gently, reverently. The morning light poured through enchanted glass above us, casting the room in soft golds and pearlescent blues. Like the sea just before sunrise.
Morkai was laid out beside me, eyes heavy-lidded and mouth parted in wonder, as if I were something he'd dreamed and wasn't quite sure was real. The way he looked at me unravelled something deep and dangerous inside my chest. His breath hitched when I kissed just beneath his navel, and gods, he arched so beautifully under my mouth.
