I had barely fallen into a restless sleep when the door opened. Kylian stepped inside, his silhouette tall and dark against the moonlight. He didn’t speak. He never did. But tonight, the air between us felt charged with something new — something quieter, deeper.
He walked to the bed and pulled me into his arms without urgency. His kiss was slow and thorough, like he was savoring me. The sparkles ignited instantly, warm and bright, spreading through my body like liquid fire. I melted against him even as my mind warned me to stay guarded.
Kylian undressed me with surprising patience. His hands explored my skin more thoroughly than before — sliding over my shoulders, cupping my breasts, tracing the curve of my waist. He kissed down my neck, sucking gently on the sensitive spot that always m
