[Armon’s POV] Moyra doesn’t attempt to stop me as my mouth makes its way to her hips. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I gently spread her legs wider so that I could have all the room I needed to take what was mine. Too many times I had been interrupted and insisted that it wouldn't happen again, but since it seemed destined, who was I to deny destiny? "Now is the time to stop me." I warned, meeting her desire-filled gaze. "Once I start, I don’t intend to stop." Growing quiet, I wait to see what she will say. Despite myself, I find that I fear her rejection but try to ignore it. "I’m not stopping you." Moyra responded breathlessly. "Do what you want." Fuck, that sounded so sexy, and who was I to deny her request? "Don’t regret it." Not wanting to waste anymore tim