Dove POV Varian lifts his hand, brushing his knuckle down the side of my neck. I shudder at the contact, letting out a gasping breath."You're very responsive," he whispers, his words only for my ears despite his touching being for all to see.His fingers trace down my throat, over the sharp slopes of my collarbones and to the slight dip in my bodice. My stomach tightens as he brushes his palm against my breast, squeezing gently.A shiver of pleasure licks up my spine at the contact, even through my dress. I want his hands everywhere, my skin heating with need.This is so wrong. People are staring, whispering, smiling. For them this is normal, but I've never done something so brazen.And Matthias...he would quite possibly kill me for this.Any thought of him melts as Varian's softmouth kiss below my ear. Once. Twice.My breaths are staggered and uneven, my legs weakening. Varian's grip on me is tight, keeping me standing as his hand travels down my front, pausing against my stomach.
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