Zamian chuckled softly at Mira's expression, the way her eyes widened in surprise, and leaned in closer, resting his face against her neck. The floral scent that surrounded her was intoxicating—she smelled heavenly. It enveloped him, stirring something deep within. Before Mira could move, he whispered in a deep, velvet voice, "Just a little longer." Her heart raced, pounding like a drum in her chest. As she opened her mouth to respond, she froze, feeling the warmth of his wet tongue brush lightly against her skin. His hot breath fanned her neck, creating a ticklish sensation that stirred emotions she couldn't quite comprehend. The warmth of his breath awakened something inside her, leaving her momentarily breathless.