Kael
The moment she moved again, her hips brushed mine—slow and deliberate, sending a tremor through my body. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting for control. I was seconds away from losing.
"Fucking hell Seraphina," I breathed, my voice hoarse and low. "What do you want from me?"
The rain had started to fall in earnest now, a deep, rhythmic drumming against the glass walls of the training room. It came down in sheets, muting everything else. It felt like the world beyond us had disappeared. I breathed in, trying to remember the exact moment that things got so tense.
The only sound in the room was our uneven breaths and the quiet storm inside our chests.
She tilted her head, her lips parting ever so slightly, and that small, dangerous smile curved at the corner of her mouth. "Why are you fighting it, Kael?"
