DANIKA
Kaziel watches me intently as I reach for his belt, unbuckling it. He bites his lower lip, sucking in a sharp breath when I suddenly grab his hand and lean in until he's lying on his back.
"Does it hurt?" I whisper, and he blinks as if he doesn't know what I'm talking about.
"I'm talking about your wings," I say, and he shakes his head slightly, dazed. I wrap my bra around his wrist, keeping his hands above his head.
"Dani—"
"Shhh," I whisper, pressing my finger against his lips while unzipping his pants.
Gently, I press a kiss to the unscarred patch of skin on his neck. He moans softly, his eyelashes fluttering.
"Looks like all of your nerves are alive. You're not usually this sensitive," I point out, and he exhales heavily.
"That's because you stimulated them...fuck," he g
