Chapter 174

Elara pov

“Please… take me, Elara.”

A groan slipped from Zander’s lips—low, deep, and wrecked, cutting through the night.

The air thickened instantly, turning heavy, suffocating, charged with raw tension.

My lips pressed against his neck, slow and deliberate, feeling the way his body reacted to me.

The way I reacted to him.

The way everything blurred, until there was nothing left but him.

The tall