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Chapter 62: "Who dared put their scent on my mate?"

Sophia's pov.

Caelum lights a fire up in me.

“Ouch.”

Caleum lights a fire I cannot deny.

“You like that Sophia.”

The sounds of us making out are nothing short of violet and filthy.

Caleum kisses me like a man starved. Like he’s been starved of the sun and my mouth brings him sunlight. Like he’s been starved of air and my skin is his oxygen.

Like he’s going to devour me. Completely.

Totally.

I moan because each time he nips at my lips, each time his hands come in contact with my hips, each time his tongue snakes around mine, each time he pulls my lips in, it feels like my brain sparks with this indescribable pleasure.

I hear Caelum groan too, my name nothing less than a prayer on his lips, because this isn’t making out, this is war.

He prays my name, so he can win this war. He doesn’t give me the chance to be able to form his on my lips because I can barely get any words out. He’s not giving me the chance.

I can feel something underneath me.

My body is as sensitive as an unstable emo
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