Camilla’s POV
My breathing quaked, and I pulled back slightly to see his face.
“You... say... what?” I whispered, barely trusting what I’d heard.
“I said I love you,” Malakai repeated. His voice was steadier this time, yet softer too—vulnerable, like he was handing me something fragile.
I blinked once, frozen.
He closed his eyes briefly, then flipped us with a smooth, effortless motion. His thrusts came slow, deliberate—each one deep enough to make my body tremble, yet tender, like he wanted to savor every inch of me.
My legs impulsively locked around his waist, pulling him closer until our bodies molded together and our hearts thudded in the same wild rhythm.
“I know it’s fast. Maybe too fast,” he murmured, his breath warm against my cheek, voice trembling with emotions. “I know we
