Through the connection he could feel her embarrassment. Not about being naked, of course.
Elves didn't care about nudity.
She'd grown up bathing in the open and changing clothes with the door open like everyone else in the village. What made her nervous was being looked at. Being the center of someone's full attention. Being wanted specifically.
Her arms kept twitching toward her chest and she kept stopping them.
He leaned down and kissed the soft spot between her breasts. She gasped and her hands flew to his hair instead of covering herself.
"Don't hide from me." He murmured against her skin.
The passive sent back what she felt when he said that. Relief. Pure burning relief. Like someone had finally told her the thing she'd been waiting her whole life to hear.
He took his time with her. Completely different from Selena. With Selena the game had been dominance and surrender. With Lyra it was discovery.
