Craving Forbidden Pleasures
“Feel it fully. Every tremor, every gasp, every shiver—it is proof of your awakening. You are mine, and the fire is ours.”
Ariella’s hands tangled in his hair as he pressed against her, hips brushing hers in a rhythmic, molten dance. The fire beneath the crystal floor seemed to respond, coiling around them, amplifying every sensation, echoing the heat between them. Waves of pleasure and power coursed through her, spiraling, coiling, igniting every nerve with a fire that was both terrifying and intoxicating.
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