copper lashes sank low over his two-toned eyes. “There’s As Travars, to travel between worlds.”
She rolled her eyes. “I know that one.”
He lowered himself a fraction, bringing his lips to her ear.
“And As Tascen,” he continued, breath warm. “To move within a world.”
She felt a shiver of pleasure as his lips brushed her jaw. “And As Hasari,” he murmured. “To heal.”
His mouth found hers, stealing a kiss before he said, “As Staro. To seal.” And she would have let him linger there, but his mouth continued downward.
A breath against the base of her throat.
His hands sliding beneath the fabric of her shirt.
A blossom of heat between her breasts.