The night air was bitingly cold, but the heat between them burned through the frost. Valex back was rested against the rough, snow-dusted trunk of the massive oak, using the tree as his anchor. He sits directly on the frost-covered ground, his bare, muscular chest rising and falling with heavy, slowing breaths.
Odesse lies completely naked on top of him, her chest pressed against his, facing him directly. Her legs straddle his waist, and she rests her chin on his collarbone, looking straight into his eyes.
A sharp, freezing winter breeze sweeps through the clearing, swirling the falling snow around their bare skin. The contrast is immediate, the biting chill of the wind collides with the intense, radiating heat of their bodies, sending a sudden shiver through Odesse's spine.
