Never Mine To Love
That was the fire I rode, the rhythm I followed, the pulse that drove me.
Eric gasped, gripping my hips tighter, moving with me, and I let him, letting my body react to his, letting the friction build. My head tilted back, eyes closing, lips parted, but my mind traced Daniel’s movements, Daniel’s reckless grip, Daniel’s wild abandon. Every thrust, every groan, every shiver was colored by memory.
“You’re so… responsive,” Eric murmured, voice low, almost broken. “God… Karden…”
I leaned down, biting softly at his shoulder, pressing against him, and whispered, “Not for you. For him.”
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