Lorien POV

I lay bare beneath him, stretched out and trembling, my knees bent and parted in offering.

Auren’s gaze was fixed between my thighs, devouring the sight of me as he slid his fingers free. My slickness glistened on his skin. He groaned low, hungry and brought his fingers to his mouth, watching me as he tasted me like he couldn’t help himself.

Heat rippled through me, sharp and dizzying. His lashes were half-lowered over those dark, consuming eyes, and the deep vibration in his ...