She moans—loud, broken—and I cover her mouth again.
“That’s it, sunshine,” I murmur against her ear. “Let me feel you.”
I add a second finger. Curl them just right. My thumb finds her clit and she clenches around me so tight I nearly lose my mind.
“Gods, you’re perfect,” I growl. “Give me more.”
She’s close. I can feel it. The way her body tightens. The way her breath comes faster.
But not yet.
Not until I’m inside her.
“Torric—” Her nails dig into my shoulders. “I need—”
“I know.” I kiss her. Pull my hand away and she whimpers at the loss. “I know what you need, sunshine. Let me give it to you.”
I strip off the rest of my clothes.
Kaia’s eyes go wide when she sees me fully bare.
Her gaze drops. Lingers.
I smirk despite myself. “Eyes up here.”
She drags her gaze back to my face.
Flushed. Breathless. Wanting.
Gods, she’s perfect.
I settle between her thighs.
The smirk fades.
This is real. This is happening.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” I say quietly. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
She nods.
I line myself up. Push inside slowly.
So slowly I want to scream.
The heat. The tightness. The way she gasps and clenches around me.
Control. Don’t lose control.
I’m too strong. Even without fully triggering the berserker, my strength is too much. If I slip—if I lose focus for even a second—
When I’m finally seated fully, we both freeze.
Breathing hard. Trembling.
“Kaia?”
“Don’t stop,” she breathes. “Please don’t stop.”
