เข้าสู่ระบบ“You’re safe,” he said, low and certain. “Give it to me.” Kaelani’s body clenched—pleasure spiking so sharply it stole her breath. Her back arched, a broken sound tearing out of her as she came with his name on her lips. “Julian—!” Her hands fisted in his hair. Her thighs locked around him. And
Almost. His hand went to the button of his pants, then the zipper, dragging it down before shoving the fabric low on his hips. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pushed everything lower—kicking the material off one leg, then the other—never once breaking eye contact. His cock was rock har
Julian kissed her—long, slow—then began to move down her body with unhurried intent. His mouth traced her neck, her shoulders, her breasts, his tongue lingering at her nipples until her breath caught and her body lifted toward him. He gave each one a slow, careful tease before sinking lower, settlin
Julian swallowed. His voice came low, precise—controlled because it had to be. “Tell me you’ll stop me if anything feels wrong.” Kaelani’s hands slid to his face, palms warm against his jaw. “This could never feel wrong,” she whispered. A tremor ran through him—more urgency than softness, more aw
For a beat, he didn’t move. Like his body had forgotten how to function beyond the single fact of her in his arms—warm, wrapped around him, mouth still swollen from the kiss, eyes steady and sure. His throat worked. His hands tightened on her—one firm at the curve of her ass, the other sliding up
She hesitated only a second before placing her hand in his. He led her out into the living area, the soft music from the record player filling the space as he guided her into position. Gently, he lifted her arms, settling them around his neck, his hands finding her waist with quiet certainty. “Jus
The way Draevyn approached Lyressa had been… disarming. Not arrogant. Not swaggering the way some Unseelie warriors carried themselves when they stepped into Seelie territory. Draevyn moved with quiet confidence—measured, deliberate steps across the throne room floor. His storm-gray eyes lifted t
The fairy placed it carefully in her hand. Kaelani’s expression softened with genuine wonder. “It’s beautiful,” she said softly. “Thank you.” The fairy straightened proudly. Then, to Kaelani’s surprise, the tiny creature dipped into a graceful bow—one hand pressed to her chest, wings folding sli
“What you’re wearing is fine,” he said simply. “It’s only fabric.” He stepped closer and extended his hand toward her. For a moment Kaelani hesitated—not out of reluctance, but out of the strange flutter building in her chest. Then she slipped off her sandals and placed her hand in his. His finge
They bolted. Branches whipped at Julian’s face as they tore through the undergrowth, boots pounding over roots and stone. The forest exploded into motion behind them. The sentinel charged. Fast—far too fast. Its footsteps weren’t heavy; they were wrong, a rapid skittering thud that gained ground







