The Dark Swan 18+
I ordered, my hands gripping the hospital sheets so tightly the fabric groaned under my knuckles.
Aurelia closed her eyes and tilted her head, finally pressing the soft, wet heat of her lips directly against the sensitive tip.
A harsh, feral groan tore straight from my chest.
Christ. The sensation of her bare skin hand matching the scorching heat of her mouth was absolute torture.
"Lick it," I dark-commanded, my jaw clenching as the pleasure threatened to snap my control entirely. "Taste me, little swan."
She whimpered against my skin, a soft, helpless sound that sent a jolt of pure possessiveness straight to my gut.
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