Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire
he’d murmured, tossing the vials aside to focus on the man he’d burned a city for.
Their connection was raw, untainted, Vincent’s hands roaming Chris’s bruised but healing body, whispering, “You’re mine,” as he thrust gently, drawing gasps of pleasure.
Chris’s defiance, his refusal to let Raul’s chemical schemes taint their bond, grounded them. “This is real,” Chris panted, kissing Vincent deeply, their love a shield against the underworld’s chaos.
Meanwhile, in the dungeon, the Volkovs, Dmitri, Natasha, Yuri, and Alexei, writhed under the effects of Raul’s spiked water, Eros-X 2.0 coursing through them.
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