LORETTA

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Elion rasped, the heat of his eyes setting me ablaze to cinders.

A lump slid down my throat; twenty-four hours ago, I never would have believed I would be standing next to Elion as naked as the day I was born, and somehow not running for my life.

A shiver ran down my body, peppering my skin with goosebumps, while my nipples hardened to small, painful points

“And your eyes...” he continued, staring deep into my soul. “They look like the place where the forest can't decide whether to be green or gold...” Pure reverence and adoration entered into his voice, making his tone drop...