Aria's/Lysara's POV

“I thought you hated me and not my cock,” he grated, his eyes heavy with heat, and his voice echoed his hurt feelings. “What changed?”

“Nothing changed, Kael. I just don't want to do that yet.” I said. My silver-white hair spilled over my face, and I pushed back a lock over my ears so I could see into his eyes.

“You don't want to fuck me.” He demanded, grating out the words, voice gruff, still heavy with pain. And while we spoke, his cock pressed against ...