Regards From Antiva Ch. 3
Ambra let her body sway with the pulsing beat that surrounded her. As the music flowed into another Rivaini tune - one that brought to mind swirling veils and barely there clothes made of the same material - she found herself falling into the sensuality of it. Her hips undulated in time with the thump of the drums and the diamond ornament that threaded through her belly button swayed with each twist and flex of her belly to the melody. The look in her golden eyes, as they became hooded with pleasure from the dance, was pure sex.
“Ahhh, bella mia, looks like you hooked a fish,” Zevran murmured in her ear, letting his hands linger