Lorien POV

My fingers curled around the hem of my shirt, trembling with a rush I could barely contain. I dragged the fabric over my head, breath unsteady, just as Auren slid his belt free in one slow, controlled pull. The sound alone made heat coil low in my stomach.

I swallowed hard, unable to pry my eyes from him. Only hours ago I had admitted the truth to myself what I felt for him wasn’t lust alone. It had grown into something deeper, unexpected, terrifying in its intensity… and ...