*Hazel's POV*
"I don't know how," I gasped, my body trembling beneath Kael's touch.
His fingers remained inside me, unmoving yet utterly consuming. The energy between us pulsed wildly, those golden threads now a raging inferno I couldn't contain.
"Focus," he growled, his eyes locked on mine. "Feel the current and pull it back."
I tried to concentrate, but how could I think clearly with his hand between my legs? With his tattooed body hovering over mine, muscles tense with restraint?
"I can't," I admitted, my voice breaking. "Not like this."
Kael's jaw tightened. "You must learn control, Hazel. Try again."
His thumb moved, circling that sensitive bundle of nerves, and my back arched off the bed. The energy surged, responding to my pleasure, growing more unstable.
"Kael," I pleaded, grabbing his wrist. "Stop. It's too much."
