Like an addict

Rhea sinks her knees into the mattress, sitting on his abs again. She tosses her black hair to one shoulder, resting her hands on his chest, which is rising and falling quickly from his abrupt breathing.

Her skin is shivering, even her hard nipples are lifting the cloth, attracting the hungry eyes of Callisto, who can't help but notice how his Luna's skin is taking on the tan of the area.

His firm hands move up her thighs, lifting the dress while his toughed, rough palm makes its way to the curves of her waist, while she pulls down one of the straps of the dress herself.

But Callisto is impatient. The heat that's consuming him makes the beast inside him unable to reason. He wants to see his mate's body… Wants to see her smooth skin and perfect breasts — so he uses his sharp nails to rip the dress completely open, ridding her of those fabrics that aroused her skin at the slightest rub.

Still with his sharp nails, Callisto holds her hip firmly, moving it slightly forward, sliding her we