(Caius)
We barely made it back to our quarters before I shut the door behind us. Isla turned to me at once, and whatever patience we'd both carried through the Council was gone. My hands went to her clothes and hers went to mine, neither of us pretending we wanted grace more than speed. Fabric hit the floor piece by piece while she kissed me like she'd been holding that back all morning.
I backed her against the door and she laughed once under her breath before pulling me right back to her. Her fingers worked at my shirt, then lower, urgent now, certain. I dragged her top over her head and looked at her for one second before kissing her again, harder this time. She reached for my belt and said my name like a command.
I lifted her and she wrapped herself around me without hesitation.
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