~LENORA'S POV
Zephyr's fingers paused on the buttons of his shirt while he walked back toward the sofa. He sat down in the same spot and picked up his glass, settling in to continue watching us.
Alaric somehow seemed to notice my distraction, his hand cupping my chin to pull my gaze back to him.
"Eyes on me, Dove," he murmured, his thumb brushing over my lower lip.
His other hand slid down my body, fingers tracing the edge of the sheer lace gown that clung to my skin.
He tugged at the thin straps, easing them off my shoulders until the fabric pooled at my waist, exposing my breasts to the cool air of the room.
I gasped as the chill hit my nipples, making them harden instantly. Alaric didn't need sight to know how I was reacting. He followed the sound of my ragged inhale and leaned in, capturing one peak between his lips.
He sucked gently at first, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, then harder, teeth grazing just enough to send sparks straight to my core.
