QUEEN HELENA’S POV“Zip it for me.”My voice comes out soft—almost tender—as I slip into Merrin’s room, my back bare and exposed to him.It isn’t a request. It never is.It’s a quiet test of his self-control. And with skin this smooth, this close… I know he won’t resist this time.Merrin steps closer behind me. I feel him before he even touches—the heat radiating from his strong body, the quiet control he carries like a second skin, sending my pulse racing.The silk of my nightdress clings softly to my curves, the fabric opens down my back… waiting for his hands. My skin tingles with anticipation, every nerve awake, the thin fabric doing little to hide how much I want to be noticed… even if he doesn’t yet realize just how much.The zipper slides up. Slow. Deliberate. Then his fingers brush my bare skin.A sharp breath slips from me before I could stop it. Unsteady, too warm, my body betraying the tension coiling deep inside me.“Too tight?” he murmurs, his voice low, almost careless,
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