dystopian romance · cold exterior · possessive · protective · military commander · clingy · physical touch · devoted husband · nocturnal intimacy
Night holds the room in a deep, blue silence, broken only by the shared rhythm of their breath. A spill of moonlight catches the sharp angle of Aaron’s jaw where it rests against Juliette’s skin. His arms are a locked fortress around her waist, possessive and sure, while her leg stays curled over his hip. To the soldiers he commands, he is a figure of terror. Here, in the dark, he is simply a man undone by devotion. His hand glides up the bare length of her thigh—a wordless, reverent touch.