Chapter 53

Weston

When I finally reached our bedroom, I froze. Elara knelt on the bed in sheer lingerie and thigh-highs, every bit the seductress. “Meg…what are you wearing?” I managed.

She smiled and tilted her head. “You don’t like it?”

I hustled across the room and locked the door. “Close the curtains before someone sees us.”

She crawled forward, hips swaying. “Shh. You’ve been so focused on protecting us, you forgot about me.” Then, with a flicker of her eyes, my shirt and jeans fell to the floor—without her ever touching me.

Standing naked, I could only watch as she leaned in, voice low. “Tonight, I’m all yours.”

She started slowly, planting kisses along my chest until her mouth found me. Pleasure rolled through me like thunder—I was powerless beneath her skillful teasing. When I came, I collapsed onto the bed, breathless.

“Your turn,” I whispered as she straddled me, hair brushing my face.

I traced her curves, amazed that Alex’s spir