Axle's POV
Her lips tasted like everything I'd been starving for.
The first brush was soft, almost cautious, but the second… God, the second shattered me. I groaned low in my chest, deepening the kiss without hesitation. Weeks… no, months of restraint cracked like glass under the sheer weight of that one moment.
My fingers threaded into her hair, gripping just tight enough to keep her there, to keep her from vanishing like this was some cruel dream I might wake from. "I've been wanting this…" I breathed against her lips, my voice low and hoarse, "…for so long."
Her body trembled under my touch, but she didn't pull back. She leaned closer, closing every inch of space between us as though it had offended her for existing at all. The world outside that study ceased to exist. My
