Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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Evaline:
His eyes met mine one last time, asking - no, begging - for silent permission. And when I didn't stop him, when I just nodded and shifted to give him space, he slowly hooked his fingers into the sides of my panties and pulled them down.
In that single moment, I was utterly bare to him. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. There was nowhere to hide. Nothing to protect me. And strangely… I didn't feel afraid. Not with him.
Not with my mate.
The air felt thick, charged, and humming with energy. The mate bond between us was flaring up like wildfire, curling around me in waves of warmth, tugging at something deep within my soul. I felt like I was glowing, like every nerve ending was alight.
Once again I watched him taking me in, and I didn't miss the way his gaze darkened in pure desire, one that he made no effort to hide as he brought his eyes back to mine.
