5 Minutes of Compliance.

Mariah's silver eyes flickered with challenge and undeniable excitement. Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, adrenaline thrumming in her veins. The teasing banter, the heated exchange of words, had only fueled the desire between them, stoking the flames into a wild blaze. This was intoxicating, thrilling in a way nothing else could compare to. Their dance was a slow burn, tantalizingly drawn out, a seductive prelude to what was yet to come.

Catching his intentions in the predatory gleam of his gaze, she watched as his green eyes clouded over with an insatiable hunger — one she shared. His towering figure closed the final gap between them, a dark silhouette highlighted by the fire's soft glow. “Then you’d better not keep me waiting,” she retorted, her voice low and laden with a promise of her own. She was a creature of instinct and desire, drawn to Caedes through an invisible thread of intense, unrestrained passion. Oh, and passionate she was.

As his powerful form hovered over her, Mariah studied him — the familiar rugged angles of his face, his fierce emerald eyes filled with an unquenchable desire for her, and the raw strength that his muscled body exuded. Her chest rose and fell rapidly under his gaze, her breath hitching as anticipation coiled within her. Her pulse raced, each heartbeat echoing loudly in her ears. His scent, intoxicatingly male, filled her senses and sent a shiver down her spine.

Mariah was lost, immersed in the intoxicating world of Caedes - his scent, his touch, his sound. His words were sweet poison that melted her resolve. Beautiful he had called her, his voice laced with an awe that sent warmth spreading through her. She felt a jolt of reaction, an elixive mixture of love and lust that stirred her from within. Every brush of his lips against hers sent chills racing down her spine, making her gasp and moan with the intimate contact. Her paws roamed up to wrap around his neck, tangling in his fur as she met his kiss with equal fervor. His warmth seeped into her, stealing away any lingering cold from her bones. The taste of him on her tongue made her crave more of him — something primal and undefined rose within her. She met the intensity of his passion with her own, surrendering herself to him completely.

As Caedes descended onto her, she prepared herself for the inevitable collision of their desires.

"Mariah Mendacium"