MILO’S POV
I had never been caught so off guard in my life.
One second, Elara was curled against me like she belonged there, shaking from the storm, breathing into my chest like she trusted me more than the walls around us.
The next second…
She was kissing me like she wanted to burn every rule I’d ever made.
And damn me—
every part of my body reacted.
I wasn’t made of stone.
I wasn’t superhuman.
I was a man.
And Elara…
Elara was temptation wrapped in soft skin, warm breath, wild courage, and absolutely no self-control.
She kissed me like she was drowning and I was the only thing keeping her alive.
Her mouth was hot.
Hungry.
Desperate.
And I didn’t move.
Not because I didn’t want to kiss her back—
but because if I did, I would lose every bit of control I had left.
She pul
