Kael kept giving Eira intense stimulation so that she would truly enjoy every touch and be willing to accept it. He wasn’t messing around with his game this time—a game he foolishly thought could make Eira call off her wedding to Lucas.

Eira’s tears wouldn’t stop. Though this time it was a little different. She was crying out of anger and fear that Kael had gone too far, but on the other hand, she had never before experienced such worldly pleasure that made her feel as if she were floating—and that alone was reason enough for her tears to flow.

She wasn’t being hypocritical. Every touch Kael made on her...