Thalia
My pulse hammered against my ribs, confusion twisting inside me. One part of me wanted to shove him back, to reclaim some control, while another part ached to pull him closer, to sink into the warmth of his body.
His low voice slipped through my defenses, making it harder to hold on to the little restraint I had left. The fever still lingered, leaving my skin flushed and far too sensitive. Even the lightest touch sent a shiver through me.
I knew I should push him away, tell him to leave before I crossed a line I couldn’t return from. But when his mouth found my neck again, trailing slow, warm kisses downward, a sharp breath escaped me. A slow ache unfurled deep in my stomach, urgent and impossible to ignore.
His fingers traced lightly over my hips, and I bit my lip hard to hol
