Rein's pov
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Rohan's breath tickled my skin as he hovered above me, his hands tracing a line of fire down my bare sides. My body trembled—not from fear, but from the rush of sensations I had not anticipated.
The plan had been simple: seduce them, distract them, get close enough to learn their secrets, and strike when they least expected it. But now…
Now I was on the bed, flushed and breathless, betraying my own rules with every whimper that escaped my lips.
I had let him kiss me. I had let him touch me. I had even produced those stupid sounds called moans, even though I told myself I did not care. That this was all strategy.
But why was I melting under his touch like this?
I stared at the ceiling, confused, my fingers clutching the bed sheets beneath me. Rohan's body hovered over mine, his mouth brushing my neck—soft and hot. A moan slipped out, unbidden.
"You are beautiful like this," he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. "So soft."
