How had she never noticed that possessive side of Gael? How had she never realized how easily he could overwhelm her with nothing more than the quiet strength of his presence?

His eyes burned into her face, and Eloá, caught between desire and the fear of drowning in him, closed her eyes. She tried to catch her breath, to steady the frantic rhythm he always stirred inside her, which now, lying beside him, felt even more unrestrained.

She felt the mattress shift slightly as Gael settled next to h