"Don't leave me out, Commander…" Xena whispered, her voice a breathy, teasing plea, her body pressing against him, her thigh slipping against his. "I've been so patient…"
Lyan's chuckle was a low, dark rumble. "I haven't forgotten you, Xena…"
He shifted, his strong arms lifting Ravia's limp, shuddering form, laying her gently beside them on the wide sofa, her body still trembling with the lingering echoes of ecstasy. And then his hands turned to Xena, his lips claiming hers with a hungry, fierce kiss.
"Mmm… slrp… mmm…!" Their kiss was a wild, heated dance, his fingers trailing along her waist, her thigh, her slender body pressing against him. His touch was both rough and tender, his strength an intoxicating contrast to the soft, eager warmth of her skin.
Ravia's breath slowed, but her dark eyes remained open, watching, a lingering thrill pulsing in her chest. Even in her haze, she felt her heart quicken again, a flush warming her cheeks.
