Sienna’s POV
My back was against his chest, and he held me to him from behind. His arms felt massive around me, and I felt small in them in a way that should have scared me but did not. His hands moved with slow confidence, touching me through the T-shirt, teasing me until my breath broke. He kissed the mark again, and the pull of it made my knees weak.
“Kael,” I breathed, trying to sound annoyed and failing badly.
“Mmm,” he whispered near my ear, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
He kept teasing me, stopping whenever my body started chasing more, and it frustrated me so badly that I forgot I was supposed to be upset.
“Kael, please,” I pleaded, my voice soft and broken.
“Will you be mad and go to bed again?” he asked, still holding me close.
“No,” I moaned, dragging the word
