LOGINHis mouth devoured her hips in sloppy, open-mouthed kisses. He dragged a wet trail downward, tongue lapping, teeth scraping. The woman gasped as his hot breath hit her bundle of nerves. He had ravaged her through the night, and now the looming threat of being ravished once more coiled her muscles into aching knots. He was insatiable. She was hypersensitive. Even a gust of air was enough to make her moan. The first drag of his tongue against her heat caught her unprepared. A single, languid stroke that separated her, tasted her, claimed the slick, trembling heat at her center. The rush hit her like a tidal wave, both shattering and building her at the same time. She moaned hard, arching off the mattress. Her thighs clamped around his shoulders, clenching him hard. Sean smiled against her heat, loving the way she was chokeholding him between her supple thighs. As a reward for her surrender, he drew the swollen little bud between his lips, causing her breath to hitch. He sealed his mou
The loud knock jolted Violet out of her slumber. Her eyes snapped open and flicked to the trembling door. "Are you people dead? Open the door!" Martha shouted from the other side, sounding annoyed. Violet glanced at Sean, who was nestled beside her with his head buried in her hair and his arm firmly locked around her waist. Violet tried to sit up, but his firm grip around her waist held her in place. She shot him a brief glare as he refused to loosen the grip before exhaling a sigh of exasperation. He was built like a boulder. "I am opening the door myself then," came Martha's voice. Violet's eyes widened in panic. They were both naked and in a very, very inappropriate position. "We are awake!" Violet shouted back quickly, before the woman could weave her spell into the air. "Come out then. I am going out to gather some vegetables for lunch," Martha responded. A moment later, Violet heard her retreating footsteps, followed by the soft click of the door closing.In this cottage, e
She broke the kiss. "Not here," she whispered, struggling against his hold. But his arms didn’t let up. His grip only tightened, drawing her closer. His lips sought hers with aching desperation. His eyes, dark and wild, carried a storm of desires that seemed determined to swallow her whole. "Why?" he murmured, his voice burning with longing and desire. Violet fought the shiver that ran through her at the sound of his voice. "She will know," Violet replied, angling her head away to dodge his kisses. He clearly wasn't thinking, but she had to. This wasn't appropriate. They were guests in someone else’s house; they shouldn’t be doing something like this. What if she walked in and caught them? The embarrassment would be unbearable. "She wouldn't know," he rasped, the hunger in his voice barely contained. It was clear he wasn't going to listen. Violet took a step back, but he followed, slow and determined. Her heartbeat accelerated. She felt like prey cornered by her predator. Her heel
His cock slipped out of her with a slick pop, a thick, warm gush of his cum spilling, sliding down her onto his lap. Her heat spasmed as if trying to hold onto him. Sean’s gaze lifted to her face, flushed, glistening, utterly undone. She sat there, chest rising in shallow, uneven breaths, eyelids heavy, lips parted like she was still chasing her high. A soft, satisfied haze clung to her, the kind only he could leave behind.He smiled, slow and pleased, tracing the side of her face with single fingertip. She was his. Now and forever. Violet blinked back into focus, the daze scattering away. Blush bloomed across her cheeks, and she lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes. Overcome by a sudden wave of shyness, she shifted, moving to rise from his lap. But the moment her bare feet touched the cold floor, her legs wobbled, betraying her. But before she could fall, his hands came around her waist to steady her. Violet met his gaze. Those forest green eyes locked onto her, scorching her
Their lips met in a devouring, bruising kiss. Teeth clashing, tongues lashing, it wasn't just a kiss; it was pure possession. Owning her wasn't enough; he ached to merge them into one. To forge a bond unbreakable, a connection stronger than any Matebond could ever be. This distance had started to hurt him physically. To have her so close and still so far, it was killing him. She kissed him back with equal fervor, pouring out emotions she had kept locked in for far too long. Their tongues danced in a passionate duel, coiling, thrusting with no restraint. He pulled her higher until she was seated right on his throbbing erection. A low, guttural sound tore from his throat as her weight settled, the thick ridge of his erection pressing insistently between her thighs. She moaned in response, nails digging into his shoulders, her own center spasming with anticipation. He broke their kiss to look at her. Her eyes were heavy with desire, silently begging him to fuck with this distance a
She eased the shirt off his shoulders, careful not to worsen his pain. The fabric peeled away, revealing a number of bruises and gashes beneath, some were even oozing blood. Her heart clenched painfully at the sight. He had it worse than she thought. "They must be hurting," she murmured, her lips forming a small pout as her gaze lifted to meet his. The tears in her eyes shimmered in the lantern’s light. If only she could take his pain away. Each wound on his body felt like a stab to her own heart. The fact that he endured them for her made her feel guilty. "They don't hurt me," he replied, eyes boring deep into hers. For her, he was ready to walk through a storm of fire; it might scorch him, might leave him burned and broken, but it would never truly hurt him. Never. He happily welcomed and embraced every pain that came from loving her. He is crazy, she always suspected it, but today he had confirmed, absolutely insane. His body was riddled with bruises and cuts, yet here he was c







