Chapter 138 - Estela POV
The moment stretches, melts, and reforms into something new.
Forever. That's what it feels like. I don't even know how long it's been.
I'm a trembling mess.
Not because of movement.But because Daphne has barely moved at all.
She's hovering over me, her head dipped, utterly focused—with the unwavering patience of someone who has all the time in the world.
She's been there for what feels like hours, alternating between kisses, biting gently, and sucking on my chest with such maddening attention I think I'm going to combust.
There's no urgency anymore.
The hunger that had her slamming doors and pinning me down earlier has vanished, replaced by something deeper. Intimate. Dangerous in its own right.
She's like a child with a new toy, fascinated and completely absorbed.
Her lips wrap around my nipple again and I gasp. Again. It's like I've forgotten how to breathe.
