Narda's POV
My entire body was on fire. Every nerve screamed for me to reach for him, to close the distance, to surrender to this madness. And yet, my mind… cold, logical, terrified… repeated all the reasons why I shouldn't.
"Axle, please…" My voice cracked, a whisper torn from a throat too tight with emotion. But I didn't finish. I couldn't. Because I didn't even know what I was begging him for.
His hands moved lower, rough palms skimming over fabric as though he knew exactly how to unravel me. My knees weakened, trembling beneath his touch, traitors to the command my mind screamed at them.
"Please what?" His voice was a dark velvet, a dangerous sound. His mouth curved into a smirk that made my stomach flip. "Please stop? Or please don't stop?"
I sucked in a breath, but n
