Adel’s POV.

“Eyes on me, Mo Chridhe. Keep your eyes on me.”

Nix’s pace was painful with how slow he was going. Inch by inch his length pressed into my core. My body tightened at the intrusion as I wondered momentarily if he was going to fit completely. One final thrust pushed him past my barrier. Panting, Nix rested his forehead against mine, closing his eyes and breaking our eye contact momentarily.

The ember that had been sparked when we had first ...