Held in place by Zara's wings while her hands ran traces back and forth on his crotch.
Aegon noticed the spike in temperature. His eyes trailed to the open door and his body stiffened. "Claire!"
Claire stood at the door frame looking utterly heartbroken, her eyes were glassy as tears threatened to spill, bottom lip quivered and shoulders slumped, yet didn't look away.
A complete contrast was Eli behind her who obviously could not contain his joy. His smile stretched wide as he watched them.
Even Zara's hands had finally stopped yet she didn't unwrap them. She glanced at Claire. "Could you close the door? Thank you."
And all hell broke loose. "Excuse me?" Claire said as her expressions shifted from sad to seething. She stepped into the room and right in front of them. "Let him go now." Her voice shaky.
Zara cocked a brow. Waited a second to see if Claire was serious—she was. She unfurled her wings and brought them back into her back.
