Page 70 of The Tribrid Princess and the Taste of Chaos (The Rossi Legacies #7)

Sienna’s fingers brush lightly against my neck.

“I know it’s hard, but what if, as he’s gotten older, doing that has become harder?

Sometimes it’s not easy to share what we feel for many reasons.

Just don’t give up on him. Sometimes the ones who push the hardest are the ones who need you the most, even if they don’t know how to admit it. ”

“You’re right, I never knew you were so wise,” I smirk.

She tilts her head. “Now you do.” Her smile fades, and I feel her guilt and disappointment – in herself?

“Just keep trying with Ares. Show him who you are, keep standing strong and push through the walls and rage. It’ll probably mean you’ll have to be really patient, but he’ll come to a point where he’ll snap. ”

I’m quiet for a moment, staring at the dark water before I speak quietly, “What if he never does?”

Her eyes lock with mine, fierce and determined. “Then at least you tried and never gave up. We’ll do anything for our loved ones, no matter how irrational others might think it is.” Her words settle over me like a soothing wave, and I let out a breath, watching her chest rise and fall.

Without thinking, I lean down and kiss her lightly on her nipple. Her heart begins pounding, and I don’t miss the way she presses her thighs together.

I look into her eyes, and she playfully smirks. “Come on, let’s wash away our worries. Let’s get in the lake.”

“It’s gonna be cold, you going to be ok?” I ask.

“You can warm me up?” she suggests with a pout that is equally coy yet fucking seductive.

“I can do that,” I smirk as we stand up, and she looks around before she removes my shirt she is wearing, her back to me.

I see the back of her lacy, tiny briefs, which are half swallowed up by that ass and lick my suddenly dry lips.

Her curls tumble down her back, covering her, but she’s not wearing anything else, and if she turns towards me, I’ll get the perfect view of her boobs.

But she doesn’t wait for me. She gets into the water, my attention stuck on her ass that jiggles when she jumps into the water, letting out a little shriek and giggling at the coldness.

Then she dunks her head into the water, gasping as she resurfaces and brushes her hair back.

I remove my own pants and follow her into the water that glitters invitingly beneath the moonlight, the cold shock hitting me like a jolt. Sienna laughs softly, wrapping her arms around me as she shivers for a moment.

I hold her tighter; her skin is warm against me, and just holding her makes the tension in my muscles slowly unravel.

She tilts her head up to look at me, and her lips brush mine sensually. I cup her face, fingers threading through her damp hair, pulling her closer.

I hoist her up, her bare breasts pressing against my chest as she wraps her legs around my waist. Our bodies move together, the world shrinking until it’s just the two of us, tangled in heat, passion and whispered promises beneath the stars.

Her lips part beneath mine, warm and soft, a promise and a question all at once. I taste the faint hint of the lake on her skin, mixed with her own intoxicating taste.

Her breath catches when I trace the curve of her neck with my fingertips, sending shivers down her spine. She presses her body harder against mine, and I feel the steady beat of her heart beating faster, like my own.

Suddenly, the intense feeling that I will lose her comes over me, and I blink, snapped from it when she kisses my neck, sending pleasure to my cock before she leans back and claims my lips again.

“Sienna,” I whisper, my voice rough with something deeper than words. “I don’t want to lose this… us. We’ll work through everything.”

Her eyes soften, a glimmer of hope and sadness in them.

What is going on, Sienna?

She smiles faintly, and I love the way her lips curve. She tilts her head to expose more of her skin, inviting me. “I don’t know what life will bring, but you’ll always hold the most important part of me,” she breathes, looking down.

“I don’t want a part of you, Sienna. I want all of you, and I will.”

She looks up and smiles at me and nods, but she doesn’t say anything, as if worried her words would betray her. If they were going to be a lie… that they would betray her.

The unease after that flash from moments earlier remains. The only thing that’s keeping me sane is her in my arms.

I lean in, capturing her mouth again, this time with more hunger and fire. Our lips move together, fuelled by fierce passion and desperation. The cold water around us forgotten, leaving only the heat between our bodies.

My hands explore the lines of her hips, the gentle swell beneath my palms. She arches into me, a quiet moan slipping past her lips. Every touch, every glance, feels like a promise we’re both desperate to keep.

I break away just long enough to meet her eyes, searching for the truth in their depths. “I love you, Jayce, so, so much.” Her fingers trail down my chest, warm against the cold bite of the lake.

I pull her impossibly closer, her nipples grazing against me. “And I love you, Darling,” I reply, sliding my hands beneath her ass, and claim her lips once more, drawing a soft moan from her lips.

The night holds us in its quiet embrace as we lose ourselves in each other, two bodies, two hearts, desperate to hold on to this connection forever.

“Jayce…” she whimpers when I throb against her.

“Sienna…” I whisper huskily between kisses that become more frantic.

Every kiss, every touch, every whispered name builds until it’s a roaring flame, scorching away the doubts and fears that are building inside of me.

Right now, here in this lake with her, I find the flicker of hope that maybe just maybe, despite my every intuition telling me something bad is coming, there can still be hope.