Elara’s lips parted under the force of his kiss, a soft, shaky sound escaping as his tongue brushed hers. She arched toward him instinctively, pressing closer, but there was a new tremor in her body now excitement laced with something more fragile.Varian pulled back just enough to look at her. His thumb traced the flushed curve of her cheek.“You’re shaking,” he murmured, voice low and rough but suddenly gentler.She swallowed, eyes flicking away for a second before meeting his again.“I’ve… never done this before,” she admitted quietly. The words hung between them, vulnerable and bare. “Not with anyone.”His expression shifted, then something deeper, almost reverent. He didn’t pull away. Instead his hand slid to the nape of her neck, fingers threading into her hair as he held her gaze.“I know, so we go slow,” he said simply. “As slow as you need. You tell me to stop, we stop. No questions.”Elara nodded, breath catch
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