Tainted Whispers
she whispered, her voice a breathless, raspy purr that sent a shiver straight down his spine.
"Good morning, Tigritsa," he growled lowly, his thumb applying a firmer, deeper pressure to her wetness that made her eyes lose focus all over again. "I told you last night. You belong in this bed. You stay right under me."
Serena didn't speak. She couldn't gather the air. Instead, she reached up, her hands tangling into his short, dark hair, pulling him down to her lips. Victor met her halfway, crashing his mouth onto hers in a deep, wet, and thoroughly possessive kiss that tasted like a permanent claim. As their tongues tangled in a slow, intoxicating rhythm, Victor hoisted his massive body over h
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