Nyxion’s POV

Aeron’s free hand slid along her neck as he buried his face against her nape. Naeris’s eyes fluttered shut, and Aeron lifted her easily, his grip tightening around her waist while one of her legs remained hooked around him.

He spun slowly, his back turning toward me, yet she continued to stare at me over his shoulder. Her fingers threaded into his hair with deliberate slowness, her gaze never leaving mine as she leaned down and pressed a kiss against the curve of his ...