"Y...You should have warned us," Freja burst out the instant Nathan finished, his release splashing hot and white across both her face and Elin's, streaking their cheeks, catching in their lashes, matting small strands of hair so their usually composed expressions were left visibly ruined.
The sight made something tighten pleasantly in Nathan's chest. There was an unfiltered, almost obscene beauty to it, the way both women froze for a heartbeat, mouths parted, skin flushed, marked so clearly by him. He let his gaze linger without shame, taking in every detail, the contrast of pale skin and milky streaks, the way their breathing had gone uneven.
"I did tell you to open your mouths," Nathan said easily, a faint, satisfied smile tugging at his lips. "It doesn't take a genius to understand what that meant. If you stayed, maybe a part of you wanted exactly this."
